Through the sunset
And over the flowery meadows
I fly
Tis my home sweet home
The colors all glistening yellow, and orange
Purple, and blue
Tis my home sweet home
The sparrows flying low
Singing good night to the world
Tis my home sweet home
The daylily closes her head
As the wind so softly blows
Tis my home sweet home
This is a poem I wrote.
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