On the Rise

By Tim S Poma and Jeff Walker

The morning sun comes out once again
Greeting the mountains as if they were friends
The dew painted valley begins to Shine
As the light flickers threw all the tall pine
The vines in the vineyard begin to glisten
As all the bird all sing stop and listen
Not a care in the world is to be had today
For there is not a cloud in the sky no shade of gray
As the sun soaks in to my once sleepy pours
My reason for being I can now sense more
Giving me that feeling it is great to be alive
For I can now feel this love on the rise


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