The slow nice breeze, it rustles all the trees, It wakes them from their slumber.
Oh so silent night is gone, Welcome the new day. See it shine the newly grown grass, The bright green shining the ground in such mass.
The rocks they blend together, to form their bond and structures. Nature, how it tends to amaze, it's a big and little maze.
Just go look for yourself.
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Author:
Thinker (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Nature
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