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Wins Poems

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Early Morn

By

Win Rainer

 

In early morning light I love to roam

When all is quiet and I am alone

I feel the world belongs to me

So much beauty for me to see.

Oh so sweet life out there in early mist

What joys as if I had been kissed

By the beautiful mother nature herself

With all her glory and abundant wealth.

Who are they that never see

All these wondrous gifts that are free

So I count my blessings one by one

And in the early morning sun

I never fail to find what I’m looking for

The world is forever an open door.

 

 

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