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Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Poem: Nature

Nature
By Eja Courts
 
Nature is a peaceful place,
You can hear all sort of things like
The pitter patter of mice scurrying along,
to the bald eagles cawing in the sky,
you can hear almost any thing.
Yes nature is a tranquil
and peaceful place,
A place of wonders.
It’s like a going to heaven,
unless you get hurt.

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