The Morning Lady

Isn't this morning beautiful like a young lady,
She looks pretty sometimes and sometimes shady
Even without makeup she has a natural blush called pink sky,
She's the place where all the peace and good vibes lie
The flowers seems so happy to see her,
The grass starts dancing to the wind as if it is the beats of her
Every morning brings a new day,
It slowly blurs the negativity and shows the positive ways
This young lady have the sun as her bestfriend,
But as this friend starts setting this lady says us bye as the morning ends

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