I took a walk across a field where nothing moved but grass
As wind brushed over briefly, it would flutter as I passed
And as it swayed, I felt that It was peaceful as could be
And from a distance, swaying grass looked like the open sea
I took a stroll through cobbled streets under a summer sun
An outside terraced houses, there were flowers having fun
Their sweet and vibrant dances flitted on a summer breeze
And dancing just above them was a crowd of bumble bees
I ran through woods of bluebells on a warm spring afternoon
And as I ran I realized the fun would end too soon
And so I slowed my pace, and stood awhile beneath the trees
And the smell of summer, in the distance, brought me to my knees
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