Why, it is so nice,
To write you, so many lines?
And why, I feel so good,
When I am, in such a mood?
Why the birds, are so fair,
Jumping, in the air?
Do they have a dance,
Or just jump, without a fence!
I woke up and wonder,
If I should say it louder!
Why I have a smile in my eye,
And why my thoughts fly?
It's obvious, to me,
And an occasion to be,
The one who wrote for you,
Lines of love, as I always do.
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