As I stepped, cautious, through the frame of my door,

I realized a world left for me to explore,

A zephyr of wind shed along my face,

As animals ran free with poise and with grace,

The leaves seemed left with a sunlight scorch,

As I stood and enjoyed from the confines of my porch,

With one more step, I held on the grass,

Feeling so easy, I could skip; maybe chasse,

The sunlight glimmer was endorsed through a cloud,

As the lofty trees stood refined and stood proud,

You could hear the creek as it ran through the grove,

The forest diversely silent, without hate or loathe,

Every flower and every tree scented of novel spring,

Complimented by the robins as they began to sing,

Nighttime compared no less as the sun began to set,

Moonlit roads made it a night you could not forget,

With every dazzling star and flash of the gray moon,

It resembled that of day as if it was the afternoon,

Nature ran so free on that night of great allure,

As I stepped, cautious, through the frame of my door...