Children's Journey Through Nature's Embrace

Beneath tall trees where roses bloom,

Two children ride through nature's room.

A horse strides slow through fields so wide,

With mountains watching from each side.

The lake below reflects the skies,

Soft clouds drift by like whispered sighs.

Green meadows hum with breeze and bees,

And sunlight dances on the leaves.

Their laughter rings through fragrant air,

As joy rides freely, unaware.

The world, a painting come alive,

Where dreams and childhood both survive.

The forest whispers ancient songs,

Of freedom, love, and righting wrongs.

Through trails that twist and hearts that soar,

Adventure calls forevermore.

Oh, may this ride through time remain,

In memory’s warm, sunlit lane.