So much to read
the beautiful tree's
with green pretty leaves,
the cool crisp air,
that ruffels your hair,
the many colored birds,
with their lofty words,
the deep ocean blue,
with it crisp cool hue,
the jet black streets,
that keep city beats,
Are you discerning,
and every day learning,
are you speeding thru,
or reading it true?
this beautiful book
we call life
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