Quiet and early, In the morning.
I go for a walk, with a picnic basket.
The end of the street, where the meadow lies.
Is where I decide to have a picnic, with nature therapy.
The lush greenery.
The vibrant flowers.
The crashing waves.
The chirping birds.
Nature's Beauty, so pure & true.
A peaceful retreat for me & you.
The rising sun casts a glow.
Over the ocean's blue.
The cool breeze adds a unique touch.
The waterfall adds a soothing backdrop.
Peace and tranquility fills the air.
As I enjoy my morning.
The nature feels so free.
It's magic for all to see.
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Wow, the pic is beautiful. Lovely refreshing words Stari!
That felt so blissful. Loved your wonderful poem!