In the Morning
When I open the Window in the morning
Sun light comes and talks to the flowers in my little vase
They giggled together for a while
While My coffee maker tries to be a part of the conversation
All the beloved ones alive and dead
Arrive to the morning coffee table together
And share their singing their favorite poems
Then I hear, Remember, in that familiar husky voice
When all the voices sing the refrains
Yea we remember,
Lord we remember,
Yes we remember
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