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The days light Comes creeping through my window Eagles soaring above these old dirt fields Reminiscing in my mind Like old movie reels I'm out enjoying a cuppa something at the round log table made by these very hands As I do what I can When I am able Sat under the ole apple tree beside me With a magpie sat above Days like these Are truly made Outta love These small birds gather And sing a tune As though sang just for me Up there, they hide in the tree
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3/16/2025