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63/ up and shining

A new day has risen, now up and shining.
And from the dining room
I saw the parked car, the lawn-sprinkler turning.
The day is tinged with sadness.

Author Paddy SummerfieldPosted on April 28, 2017January 8, 2017Categories Down the Place

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