Slice of beauty
The sensation of a cheer
As it reverberates a tickle down my throat
A shiny glimmer, a spark
A lullaby written in a note
So pure, so sweet, so full of sympathy
A never ending forest of trees.
Like a never ending maze
A soft, nurturing breeze
A curtain of overgrowth
All coated with a blanket of rhyme.
Reflections on the forest’s beauty upon a lake
Like a purple mirror of little time.
If this life could only be filled with such beauty and bliss
This life, all would surely miss…
As it reverberates a tickle down my throat
A shiny glimmer, a spark
A lullaby written in a note
So pure, so sweet, so full of sympathy
A never ending forest of trees.
Like a never ending maze
A soft, nurturing breeze
A curtain of overgrowth
All coated with a blanket of rhyme.
Reflections on the forest’s beauty upon a lake
Like a purple mirror of little time.
If this life could only be filled with such beauty and bliss
This life, all would surely miss…
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