Meadow
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Meadow

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It is moving in the wind, to and fro,
Swiftly gets brushed by air, it moves gently
Bringing happiness and delight within
So soft and serene, like the bed we sleep

Green, so green, everywhere we ever looked
Filling peace and joy, as the world we own
Butterflies fly, flies along through these bushes
Resting on top of the blooming flower

The grass seems so calm, so fresh and lively
Like it’s enjoying each part of its day
It doesn’t need anything, have all it needs
Fun and peace and be the part of this world

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Edwin Ronald Lambert

A person who enjoys the serenity of the world and a minimalistic *person who enjoys me-time*. Writer@ edwinsjournal.com / Reviewer@ stackarchives.com
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