The River runs steady, I smell the dirty water;
It fills my dying lungs with life.
Out in the air, the motion brings about
The piece reflected to keep pride.
I can’t see the forest for the trees
But this park will do just fine;
Swinging through the breeze, rippling my hair
As children play to laugh and cry.
The sun is high, and so am I
On the wealth of beauty in a day.
Nature is the common man’s cure
The thing that drives the clouds away.


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Isaac Eustice
about 7 years

Excellent. Nature is the common man's cure.


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