One Morning In December

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A falling of snow,
The morning sun did show.
The mountainside shined.
As did every white pine.
A mockingbird sang,
His morning song rang,
In, through, around the trees.
I savor mornings such as these,
When the morning sun illuminates such beauty,
That I can hardly believe,
Everything my eyes did see.

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