A Beautiful Day (10/10/2016)

A chill in the air,
but not overbearing
Today, there's no reason
for despairing
The sky is light blue,
not a cloud to be seen
Today, both sides of the fence
are equally green
A breeze gently tosses
the leaves in the trees
They rustle and ruffle
And it sounds so serene
The sun is warm,
but the air is cool
To stay inside
Would make one a fool
All I need for today
A friend with whom to lay
And bask in the glory
of this beautiful day

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