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Poetry: Fresh air

by Barb

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Fresh air.



I enjoy the fresh morning air,
In the early morning air,
Banishes all stale air,
From the night before,
The early morning air brings a new day,
The birds are chirping in the fresh morning air,
The animals are waking up to feed,
In the fresh morning air,



The fresh breeze, that blows in the morning,
The Kookaburra's are laughing again,
At first light of day,
Brings clean fresh air to walk,
In the fresh air of the day,

The chill, of the fresh morning air,
Makes you come alive,
After the heat wave when,
The rains came again finally,
Too forget what has gone before,
We can forget the drought,
And live again for the fresh morning air,

In the chill of the fresh morning air,
The rains bought the parks alive again,
Water running along the creeks,
To freshen up the air,
For the Ducks to swim by,
In the fresh morning air,
To breed again in the fresh morning air,
After the heat wave and drought,
To see the baby birds and ducks in the fresh morning air,

The early morning air,
That you walk by each day,
Makes you happy to feed the ducks when you walk by,
The fresh running creek in the fresh morning air,
You simle too watch the baby ducks feed.

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