Behold! The nature years ago,
when my eyes where innocent; they shone
to see the fresh and beautiful sight,
of the nature in dim light.
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Love Nature
Behold! The nature years ago,
when my eyes where innocent; they shone
to see the fresh and beautiful sight,
of the nature in dim light.
how the rivers rushed
and the leaves hushed.
and maid me fell over joyed.
it wasn't for a touch
on a single bunch.
for them to get away
i loved the brease,
and those silent leaves.
and the trees that swing and swing
the shy buds in full bloom.