Alice L. Abrams

(New River, Arizona)


I love to wake to the song of birds
and the busy sound of humming bees
See the sky of soft blue
With the seashore peeping threw.
Hear the wind whispering threw the trees
See the smile of a friend so dear
And the soft touch knowing he is near
Thinking of the wonderful love we share
To know how much we both care

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