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The sun comes shining through
in the morning
just like you.

Many angels stir.
Love is in the air
soon
dancing.

An angel has a conch.
It calls the Sun
to rise
and the night
to fall.

Many days can go
by
in this way
some changing, some same.

Rhythm
unfolds
trees grow
flowers open
grass sings
sun is happy.

Back to sun again!

For Felicity age 3

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