On A Sunny Day

The Willow trees are dancing again upon the gentle breeze

And the twittering birds are hiding inside the trees

As I walk along the meadow making my way  towards the brook

You can hear it off in distance whispering to the skies

A flock of ducks are yammering as they float along

And the birds are singing their sweet little songs

This is my zen, the place I long to be

Walking with nature, feeling so free

The dragonflies are perching upon the typhias

And the frogs are sunning on Lily pads

Water Lily’s sweet perfume gently floating on the air

The sounds, the scents, the total of it all; it calms my soul,

gives me peace, on this sunny day…

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