Through my window I see,
There's, so much going on,
The rain has now stopped,
And the birds sing their song,
The smoke bush so red,
It sways in the breeze,
The fine forest flame,
Looks as bright as can be,
A train has passed by,
On the track that runs past,
It's a new day again,
Nice fresh coffee at last,
There's so much to do,
But I'll sit for a while,
Enjoying this view,
With love and a smile.
Jayne Louise Davies
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