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Fairly Monday with a normal blows of wind from the South that caches birds' wings.

Happy Morning that will end on seeing you of what tomorrows' brings.

Remaining hours of your pretty face that show smiles on my chimney slings.

Blooming day of together that forever will remains.

The blunt look on your face that give my life meanings.

Your silent mouth that I often wait to where sweet of your words clings.

Ths timid move you make when you are with my birds singing.

An unknown name tattoed in my heart of our sweet beginning.

Your lovely reign that I will wait forever until end.

~1.28.23~