April 6, 2008
By Ellen Southworth, Durango, CO

Innocent fog drapes over the valley
And dew gently masks the ground with a sparkling wet glaze
As the moon rolls away and the stars slowly fade
The morning sun tenderly rises from the east
And it brings with it the glory of spring
Beautiful majestic animals bound to their own beat
While the birds sing to theirs
Sitting and watching this from afar
I see the beauty that nature really is

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