The scenery catches my eye.

Withdrawn disire to even talk,

As I glance at the beautiful sky.

There is such a peace, inside my sole,

As I continue on my way.

The hectic life has took it's toll

But this path has helped today.

The only sounds are the birds & trees

As the wind blows light & warm.

The corner of my eye a squirrel that flees,

Through the flowers that start to form.

A house so still across the way,

Wishing that I could own.

To get away from my busy day,

This place would feel like home.

But I have to leave this wonderful place,

And go back to the place called home.

But when things are hectic in the race,

My thoughts can come back and roam.

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