Pebbles are crunching beneath my feet,
They're making a sound oh so sweet,
The wind is rustling in my hair,
The smell of spring is in the air,
The sounds of birds is all about,
The robins are so fat and stout,
Ants are running here and there,
I see their hills everywhere,
The brook is trickling with its pure water,
It's Mother Nature's beautiful daughter,
I am so thankful for this spot,
It's not too cold and not too hot,
This area is full of beauty and grace,
My soul will never leave this place.


Out on a walk in the woods,
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