As I walk through the garden,
the wind in my face
the sun still gazing across the field
daytime slowly drifting away
so beautiful it hardly looks real
As the sun set faded
the evening to night
An Owl turn with an eager eye
The noise just swiftly moving astray
the stars like glitter in the night sky
Sound of nature muted
trees stand proud
with a whisper of wind in the air
the beauty of it still spreading
As I look at it all standing there
(written between the ages of 10 and 12)
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