J-ust dig way down deep,
H-ow do you feel today?
O-ne week of rain fades
I-nto the blue and gray.
D-ig way down deep,
A-ugust fourth Friday;
Y-ou will find the skyline
A-lluring without dismay.
N-ever hesitate to sense,
D-ecide to touch the wind;
A-im to hold the breeze,
N-ew dawn and beacon blend.
T-aste the morning glory, as you wake up from sleep;
E-agerly smell the fragrance, dig way down deep.
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