A Flowery Sort of Life

August 5, 2010
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Stepping down a path of bliss,
Inside the forest green,
The type of space I always miss,
The one on which I am most keen.

Chirp, chirp, the birds grace me with their sound,
I stop, I stare, with care I look around.
“Tweet, tweet” I smile in spirit.
Sweet, sweet, what a joy to hear it.

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