How fortunate we do not know what future has in store,
Of happiness and heartache that lies unseen before,
As we along this hidden path our earthly journey wend,
How often does the darkest stretch conceal the brightest bend.
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Today I reached the woodland and wandered down the glade
I saw the trees adorned in every hue and shade
I saw the dainty squirrel in his little russet coat
I saw the wily water rat beyond his watery moat
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