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Nature:

I feel the cool breeze,
And I am at ease.
I hear the birds tweet,
I feel the sun's heat.
I feel the wind in my face,
It fills me with grace.
I see the squirrels eating seeds on the porch
the temperature is perfect,
I will not scorch.
Oh how I long for this feeling of peace,
Utter serenity,
I will not decease.
 
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Nice poem Sarah!
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