Asyníthis/Poem
Asyníthis (Uncommon)
Sun is shining,
So brightly at me.
Flowers are smiling,
The wind is singing free.
Trees are giggling,
Butterflies played in glee.
The cloud's not crying,
And the sky just let it be.
Birds are humming,
A beautiful melody.
Children are dreaming,
A beautiful fantasy.
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