Poetry

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GOD GRANT TOO ALL WE HAVE FOUND THIS DAY,THROUGH HIS OWN INFINITE
KNOWING WAY,ALSO THAT I MAY FIND SOME VERVE FROM MY THIMBLE FULL
OF NERVE,THE SKY IS GREY ON THIS SPRING LIKE DAY,AND THOUGH THE
SUN IS SHINING TOO ,ITS MAKING ITSELF FELT LIKE A MORNING NEW,STILL THE SUN KEEPS FOLLOWING ITS VERY OWN PATH,THE GREY WILL
SOON BE JUST AN EMPTY SET,WHEN THE CLOCK TELL'S NOON THE GREYISH
SKY WILL HAVE SAID GOODBYE,THEN THE SKY LOOKS NEW ITS BECAUSE OF COLOUR DUE,A MARVELOUS DAYNOW THE SKY IS BLUE THE SUN LOOKS BRIGHTER TOO,AS THE SKY LOOKS LIGHTER NOW ALL GREY IS GONE,NOW
SUNNY SKY CAN SAY SO-LONG,COLOUR BLUE HAVE WON STILL ONE DY ON

REST IN THE WEST PAST YOUR TEST.
Joe.

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