A Place to Be

The grass is greener than green;

the sky as blue as can be.

Hills adorned with wildflowers

that waft freely in the breeze.

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The raccoons paw their food.

Bunnies hop up and down.

The deer take quiet steps.

Butterflies flutter around.

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Should there be a place to be,

I would choose to be right here.

Rolling hills and all its nature

whisper “Come” into my ear.

A Slice of the Night

The dawn of the day,

a slice of the night;

should you mix them up,

twould make quite a sight.

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Stars would shine brighter

because of the light,

while dawn would become

a twinkly twilight.

And the Night Sang

The sun fell from its perch on high.

The moon lightened the darkening sky.

Stars peeked out, twinkling one by one

and the night sang

until the dawn.

Arms Outstretched

O’er the grassy green hill

and into the meadow below,

They ran with arms outstretched,

with nary a care to show.

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The children danced and played,

surrounded by colorful flowers.

They laughed and skipped for joy,

when the clouds released their showers.

Bluster and Luster

 Stars sparkling on high,

the lake did embrace.

The water’s reflection,

the moonbeams did chase.

The wind joined the choir,

emptying the trees.

In the cover of night,

it stole all the leaves.

The wind and the moonbeams,

the stars in the sky;

bluster and luster

from ‘neath to on high.