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A Walk


The feel of the breeze at it runs on my skin The sound of a cricket as it calls to its kin The look of a blue jay, soaring so well The sight of the sunset makes my heart swell A dog is barking, not far away The trees are dancing, branches a sway Leaves floating down, it looks like such fun And a duck in the pond is basking in sun. The smell of dinner from a house nearby Kind of fruity – maybe there’s pie? And the laugh of a child, mixed with a scream Chased by his mother. This seems like a dream. We pass by so much, rushing each day Need to slow down or we’ll blow away. Get lost in the moment and open your eyes Reach out your senses. You’re in for surprise!
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