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Everything in This World of Ours

I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .

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Everything is as it should be,

in this world of ours,

shores washed by calm waters,

birds flying up above.

The sun rises in the morning

and the moon comes out at night.

The sun and the moon pass each other by,

each morning and each evening.

Clouds floating by,

part to let sun rays through,

grab a boat and we’ll go drifting,

yes, everything is like it should be -

in this world of ours.

Twilights glow in purple haze

and the stars come twinkling out.

When the darkness falls,

while we sit upon the shore,

listening to the gentle lap of waves –

against our boat on the water.

Then stars like little light bulbs,

go off one by one -

as light streaks across the sky.

Everything is as it should be,

in this little corner of the world,

the winds blow from the four corners,

the warmer breezes delight us

and the colder make us shiver.

Everything is as it should be,

in this world of ours.

The world still turns about

and life takes us for a fast spin,

the seasons come and go as they should

and there is a lot to delight us.

Everything is as it should be -

in this wonderful world of ours.

© 2019 Gypsy Rose Lee

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