Open your eyes
The day has begun
A new season around
With senses abound
No nip in the air
Birds sing
And search
For a home
Off the ground
Away from
Sharp teeth
Fit for
New life
We smile
And rise
With a spring
In our step
The promise
The beginnings
Like nature
We follow

Quick, creamy, and packed with zing this is my kind of lunch Thanks for the easy, nourishing recipe, Scottish Mum.
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