It is early on a bright Sunday morning,
I gradually waken to the peaceful picture,
That hangs between the windows on the wall alongside my bed.
Reflected there is a sunlit dwelling overlooking a picturesque lakeside view.
I long to climb inside and walk within its shaded spaces.
To rest upon the rocker that beckons to me from the whitewashed porch.
Cool waterfront breezes kiss my face,
As all the tensions of the world ease away from my tranquil body.
There I would spend this sunny Sunday,
Surrounded by the peace that this serene place would bring.
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