I love to walk through the meadows,
and down by the wooded streams.
Reliving my past memories,
while renewing all my dreams.

Relaxing in harmony with nature,
so my mind won't be so stressed.
I'm so thankful for this time
I feel as though I'm blessed.

I lay back and start to drift,
to another place in time.
A world I'd love to live in,
a world that seems sublime.

All the cares of my world,
are lifted from my shoulder.
Could all this be an accident,
or is it that I'm growing older?

The comfort that I feel now,
in this solitude of thought.
Is worth more than anything,
so it hasn't been for naught.


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