The Sun Sings - Poem by Jeff Rushton
The birds Shine
The grass glows
While the fireflies grow.
The scent from the ground
Radiates as the air stagnates.
The wonderful world we live
In is seen in many views.
The greatest view is the one that
Lets you see that all things
Are directly related to you
And to me.
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