Natures Painting
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The sky is lightly painted with
the fluffy clouds of white
As I amble down the country road
where leaves fell, throughout the night.
I hear a bee that buzzes by
and gaze into the trees
I hope to catch a glimps of him
among the colored leaves
I see a bird upon a branch
and hear the warbling sound
the echo rings out loud and clear
his friends are all around
My steps make leaves go crunch as I
walk down the colored the trail
How peaceful, is this streach of road,
My hearts joy, without fail.
Karen D
7/21/2005