The Perfect Escape
Light breeze, clear skies,
crackling leaves, sun shining in your eyes,
just your thoughts and the trees,
buzzing bees, crashing seas,
all putting your mind at ease
Nature is the perfect escape,
completely surrounded by the sunset drape,
Night falls, nature sleeps,
but its beauty it surely keeps,
The moon and its stars fill the black canvas,
not an inch wasted, they fell like sprinkles
a sight so stunning it gives me GoosePimples
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