Morning Bliss


Oh, moist misty morning;
With youe sunkissed gems of dew!
With mornign light you crowned me
The prettiest girl you knew.

Where bluebells and the berry trees
Wave at me in salute,
I feel like there's nothing perfect
Than your giggling brooke of blue.

Oh when robins wake me up
- I've never felt so full -
I wonder where to misery left
when I sleep in nature's succuor.

Oh, moist misty morning;
With late fireflies still dancing to you!
With morning light you crowned me
The prettiest girl you knew.

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