Out on my wanders 💕

As a whistling wind blows through my canopy up above of greenery amidst yon gentle breeze

And Oh how I yearn those sights of summertime with the fluttering butterflies and busy buzzing bees

But then again it doesn’t matter whatever the season betwixt this beautiful burlesque of gorgeous guarantees
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So I am strolling along the seashore with a sea shell in my hand

Looking for a tiny clandestine crawling creature as I am kicking up the silky sand

And I think to myself “Awww isn’t our world so wonderful..Mother nature is just grand”

Within her woven webs of mystification casting such uniqueness on the land...
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You see It doesn’t matter where’er I wander underneath that ever so changeable sky

Our oceanic and foresteries fineries are simply fantastic and add a twinkle to my eye

Infact our great Mother earth means the whole wide world to me..of this I cannot lie