A deer running through the forest
a sparrow chirping sweetly near by
a gentle fall of rain
cascading slowly from the sky
a tear dropp gently pushing out the corner of my eye
the feel of nature as it wrap's around
like a blanket of softness
The smell of dew linger's
in my nose
tree's standing tall and proud as if to
please a cheering crowd
Mother nature in all her glory
the best feeling of all
david wheeldon
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