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In the fields and skies so blue,
Nature's wonder comes into view.
Trees dancing into the gentle breeze,
Flowers bloom with such ease.
The river flows, with a gentle song
Their current weave melodies all along.
Fish swim freely, in their watery terrain
A tuneful rhythm, nature's own refrain
Birds singing their sweet melody,
Rivers flowing, wild and free.
Mountains tall, majestic and grand,
Nature's art, so glorious and gland.
There are two windows in front of me. One is closed, the other is open; a thought comes to me . . . ̈Is this fair? ̈ One will always choose freedom rather than remain as a prisoner gleans to this oppo
Beauty is the bright light of the moon at night. The silent place of wonder . But the sunrise in the morning is otherworldly. The light of morning is coming through.with the smell of morning dew. For
1 If we were ever to meet again, I’d surely we. 2 If every man were like you, then thee. 3 If I was your wife, I would make you the happiest man. 4 Compare my hand to your hand and feel my love, I kno