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For children: poems on inventing, drawing, waking; New Day

The fragrance of spring is fresh in the air, As swans glide gracefully Through the silent water

Leaving a rippled path behind

On which the dawning sun sparkles.

The birds begin to sing

As animals wake and rise.

The sun begins another day

Filled with song and sound.

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