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MY DAY OF WINE AND ROSES

I sit here with my eyes closed 
And the sun in my face among 
The roses the birds are singing
The sky is blue i sing song in my
Mind It is my day of wine and roses 

I hold a roses and the smell 
Fills my heart with love i have a
Sip my wine mine days of wine roses
Will be fine they sing my song
Of years ago and the wind blows
And the roses grow in my 
Days of wine and roses

I sit here thinking of you
Wondering why are days 
And nights are far way 
The only thing we say is
Hello goodbye i love you
It is  my day wine and rose 
 

 

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Jill Tait

Awww beautiful Greg and voted and pinned ❤️?❤️

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Greg Etsell

Thank you Jill ❤️❤️

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Being Me

A day of wine and roses...with the sun shining...what could be better?  Such a lovely, gorgeous dreamy write, Greg. Pinned for its beauty x

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Being Me

Oh  my pleasure. It was such a lovely poem to read x

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Greg Etsell

Thank you again if you can close your eyes and just picture yourself sitting in the garden the sun is shining among the roses with a glass of wine the birds are singing what a lovely day 

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Being Me

You convey this very well in your poem, Greg. I was there, my friend. I was there as I read x

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Marion

Greg this is a beautiful write...I could feel the joy of simple pleasures...it's just lovely...pinned ?

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