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A golden sun dips low upon the horizon, The wind blows its chilly tune. A cardinal springs away in flight, A fiery deep reddish hue. A chorus of others sing sweet songs, Excited about this joyous day. They chirp happily to each other, It seems they have much to say. A dog bark echoes far in the distance, Two cats dash across the street. A childs laughter fills the air, As busy ants search for a treat. The clouds drift lazily across the soft blue sky, Not much care in the world. It seems they have not heard the news, She is here, a beautiful baby girl. The moon peeks out slowly, Sleepy eyes awaken a new night. As the sun sets to slumber, Knowing that day has been right. As I sit outside in this cool air, And watch the world at play. My thoughts drift off to three very special people, On such a wonderful day. Every day is treasure, Each one in the lot. But today is even more so, Its the first with Baby Charlotte.
Posted on: Tue, 25 Mar 2014 02:41:22 +0000

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