Poetry

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The sun shines, the wind blows
Laughter, noise and the sounds of joy
Activity, people run around
Oh what fun?
Could it be, Morning Glory

Clothed in the splendor of mountains
Close to habitat of nature
Cool fragrance sweetly smelling
Filling the morning sky with aroma
Oh what a place! Oh what a glory

At noontime as people trudge on
Fires kindle and the place goes quiet
But! A moment, life returns
What a beautiful place
What a glory

As the stars set out and the fires burn
Boys and girls gather around a fire
Raptures of laughter and song burst out
In the quiet of night
Till the next day, oh what a glory

As one leaves and looks back
Reflecting on the beauty
Thinking of times well spent
It was a splendor
It was a Morning Glory

The sun sets, the wind stills
Quiet, stillness and silence
Passivity, not a soul stirs
Oh what a night
Could it be! Morning Glory

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