It's a beautiful day outside.
Comfortable temperature, blue sky and a light breeze.
Get up and go outside for a walk.
Go into some woods.
Stop.
Listen to nature at its best.
The branches creaking and swaying from the breeze.
Leaves rustling from being blown around.
Birds of all kinds talking to each other, yet we will never know what they're saying.
The flowing water of a small stream nearby.
Just enjoy all of these sounds right from Mother Nature herself.
Now look around.
Notice the squirrels chasing each other throughout the trees.
A small rabbit scurrying towards its home.
A group of deer sleeping in the green.
A dragonfly flying overhead, probably towards the stream.
There is so much in nature and it is beautiful.
An enjoyable thing to do every beautiful morning
-By Dalton
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2 comments:
Your poem said much about the nature of a bigger city.
Both McCool and Beacon have nature almost the same.
To be honest I didn't notice any stereotypes that I once had.
The way you put your poem together made the poem a very fluid piece.
I have no other comments or questions for this piece because I understood it very well.
thank you very much for the comment. im glad you enjoyed my poem
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