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Under the blue sky

Under the blue sky

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The mid –sun got up from his bed;

He is getting ready for his first wed;

Twilight has groomed to be the bride;

Sun closed his doors, with much pride;

Their first time life celebration gains;

A love song of a nightingale begins;

Under the blue sky’s decorated roof;

Moonlight witnessed the oath as proof;

Glittering stars stared at; and on each guest;

Serving the banquet in its most best;

Bride got tired and went to take rest.

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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Jimmy Arnold

Brother WilIiamji,

Wow, this is wonderfully written and meant to be read, by all whom ever had the pleasure of experiencing true love. Sir WilIiamji. No one does it like the best my brother and this one you have knocked beyond the ball park...This is a poem for the ages and every line, told the story meant by the poet, to be told, of the entire poem. This is truly outstanding my dear Brother...I am very honored and glad to be back in your house of poetry… This one of those poems, that refuses to be parted in sections and do i surely refuse to...Truly enjoyable..

Outstanding piece of poetry,

Jim

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