Forest Frollick

Cool breeze caresses my face,
And sends waves and ripples across the fields of green.

Warm sun kisses my skin,
And dances shimmering on the lucid water.

Birds sing melodies around me,
And hearken to proclaim the beauty of the world.

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Flowering fauna grows o’er the moor,
Wistful whispers slip through fluttering leaves,
Great probing roots extend underneath,

Natures paraphernalia carpets the floor,
Songbirds resonate through the echoing eaves,
Golden sunlight shines through braided wreath.

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