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I love to lie in my bed on Sunday
To look out my window
At the peaceful green on the sloping hill
To feel the quiet as it surrounds
The early morning
And every now and then to hear
The cricket call the hummingbird to visit
At my window
Just below the limb of the tree that protects the
Safe in my queen Anne bed
Pillows plumped
Down blanket scrunched around my legs
Safe and secure from the world outside
My coffee cup steams sweet and savory
Among the scent of early morning dew
While music envelops my very soul
and caresses my mind
The sleepy world of my environment
Not yet awake to spoil the pleasure
Of the quiet, sweet morning of Sunday

from "TWO POETS" by ruie Mullins

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