Sunday mornings, slow and sweet
A time for rest, a time to retreat
The world outside, with all its din
Fades into calm, and lets the heart win
The sunshine pours, a golden light
And fills the room, with warmth and delight
The sound of birds, a chorus so free
Echoes through the air, wild and carefree
In this peaceful space, we find our way
A time to recharge, and seize the day
So let us bask, in Sunday's gentle glow
And let our spirits, in calmness grow.
A time for rest, a time to retreat
The world outside, with all its din
Fades into calm, and lets the heart win
The sunshine pours, a golden light
And fills the room, with warmth and delight
The sound of birds, a chorus so free
Echoes through the air, wild and carefree
In this peaceful space, we find our way
A time to recharge, and seize the day
So let us bask, in Sunday's gentle glow
And let our spirits, in calmness grow.
Sunday mornings, slow and sweet
A time for rest, a time to retreat
The world outside, with all its din
Fades into calm, and lets the heart win
The sunshine pours, a golden light
And fills the room, with warmth and delight
The sound of birds, a chorus so free
Echoes through the air, wild and carefree
In this peaceful space, we find our way
A time to recharge, and seize the day
So let us bask, in Sunday's gentle glow
And let our spirits, in calmness grow.
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