Ahh those poetic people and there are lots of us around
With ones soul invigorated just listening...
Mourn meek weeping willow, Sullen tis skyscape billow Incase brilliant northern star ...
I love to listen to the sweet singing of a Skylark, whilst out wandering on my walk
And I am awe...
As I gaze over the top of yon faraway forest, I marvel at the different varieties I see
Tall...
Song of the forest; down by the tripping creek, Wind whistles through, toads trying to speak....
The sound the water makes when splashing throughout the breezy winds The careful glow the ocean...
Walking through the meadow The daisies reaching up The beauty and the magic Of the...
STANDING IN THE COLD, WATCHING THE PARADE GO BY WHEN THE OLD MAN TOLD ME ABOUT HIS...
I stumbled on a platooned plague of regimental soldiers
Millions and trillions of marching...
βWake up little onesβ I heard Mr. Moon say
When I watched him pop out from the clouds amidst yon...
One solitary drop of rain slowly dripping down my window pain
Running betwixt a little rapid...
I am on my way to somewhere new A place where all of my dreams Can comes through
It's...
Mother nature moves in the most mysterious way..
An unpredictable, ever-changing climate of...
Coffee in the garden with the first breath Of morning I can tell it will be a glorious day
...
I love good old Mother nature and her ever changing mystery
I follow in her footsteps as I stroll...
Where on earth does all the rainwater come from up above in the skies?
Does it drip drop from out...
