mr_blue_owl Posted June 28, 2011 Share Posted June 28, 2011 THE DAWN PIPER The piper at the gates of dawn Welcomes in each new day born He casts his gaze across the land A golden pipe clasped in his hand And when the sun’s first rays appear He plays his notes so sweet and clear He puts the pipe against his lips And with his dancing fingertips Produces tunes that ebb and flow Bathed in the sunlight’s golden glow With music straight from paradise The squirrels and the woodland mice Hear the sound of new day dawning Floating through the misty morning Frolicking with such delight Safe from the dangers of the night To hear when a new day is born The piper at the gates of dawn Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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