Sunday, January 20, 2013

Nature-poem

The gentle breeze touches my skin.

The sound of autumn leaves being crushed beneath my feet.

I love how the leaves change color at this time of year.

I feel at peace, grateful for this moment.

The creatures of the forest are a pleasure to see.

The trees give me life.

The sky is clear.

The ground is firm.

How I love to visit you again and again.

















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