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Waking from peaceful dreams
stretching out
feeling the blood rush to every muscle
sleep still lingers in these eyes
Pausing to stare out the open window
a cool morning breeze...welcomes me
"Get up, sleepy one...while you lazed about in your bed, I was enjoying the morning. I gently rustled the trees, blew star dust from the branches, woke up the young ones in the nest...I ran into a field of young corn, chasing a Dragonfly, then I paused by a pond and stirred her awake and now, Im here waking you....So get Up!...I have
places to go and trees to rustle"
I thank that cool morning breeze...and off he goes.
(So, I get outta bed and go down the stairs....)
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