Outside
Focused out the window my eyes stay glued to the scene
Nothing much to look at they say but to me its a story
Birds flying back and forth a busy life they do have
God's whispers whipping the trees back and forth
My big blue sky I stand amazed at
Beauty isn't even close to what I perseve
Wishing to join it all, lucky mother nature
But still content that i get to watch it all
Ring, Ring the bell sounds breaking my trance
Time for the next class, until we meet again
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