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The warmth of the sun makes its presence known on my skin
Covering every inch of me with its destinctive tingle
Making me want to worship its being forever

The tickle of the grass under my feet makes me smile
Reminds me of those innocent picnics from my past
Reassuring me that each life has purpose

The scent of the rose engulfs me with its beauty
Creating such a calm that has to be expirenced to believe
Teasing me with its complete perfection

The grace the bird has while in flight forces my eyes to stay focused
Watching every swift movement made by its wonderous wings
Affecting me in everyway possible

The glory of the day hits me harder than a stone hitting a puddle
Leaving ripples in my soul for hours on end
Alarming me that no one takes the time to observe our wonderful world

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