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To Be Outside


I see it everyday.

I love to be with it.

I love how it is so open.

I love to be outside.

 

Outside,

there are mountains with soaring peaks,

there are clouds blanketing the sky,

I love to be outside.

 

Outside,

there are forests of green that changes with the seasons,

there are forests of colorful rock walls, reds, browns, and oranges,

I love to be outside.

 

Outside, 

there are fields of grass that children can run and play,

there are ponds and rivers to splash and play in,

I love to be outside.

 

Outside,

to be outside is to see the world,

to be outside, is to be free and to explore,

I love to be outside.

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