Beautiful Day
I look out of my window
And smile to see
Three little foxes
Looking back at me
And there upon
The tallest tree
A chorous of birds
Singing for me
I wonder if
They plan their day
As they swiftly fly away
To gather food
Along the way
In gardens of love
Where come what may
loving people provide each day
Food that keep their hunger at bay
As three little foxes
Jump and play
I think to myself
what a beautiful day
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