Acres of rolling hills surround my house
Outside it is warming, and in comes a mouse
The winter wheat is growing all young and green
Making the view so prefect, like from a movie scene
Each time I walk along, the same woodland paths
I feel as if I have escaped all the worlds’ wrath's
Encompassed by nature, and the simple joy it conveys
Feeling young, filled with hope catching sun rays
4/19/09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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