POEM 2 by Peter Ruellan , Countrysides

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My wonderful countryside
Who would flee your perfect skies
Your cities and mountains
And your eternal springtime
The sweet smell of your air
Your days and your nights
Your fields where God would live
If He left his heavens
Your colonizer in old times
Has left you in haste
Has left behind a crown
Full of awesome jewels
Echos reverberate in your hills
That old refrain that we sing
Of life peace freedom and happiness

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