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Country Walk | ||
It's peaceful on a country walk. The birds are quiet as you talk. The sun is warm upon your back. There are no boulders in the track. The leaves of scarlet catch the eye As clouds are dancing in the sky. A great blue heron guards a stream, Awaiting any fishy gleam. Some cyclists hasten down the trail As if propelled by wind and sail. A fresh-plowed field awaits its seed. It is a pleasant day indeed. | ||
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