On a foggy April day
I see blue petals sway
Colors bold and bright
Weaving a joyful sight
Little squirrels come near
For meeting a friend dear
And the fog begins to lift
As rays split from cloudy sift
Hills on the west climb high
Seeking a jewel in the sky
Oh such a beautiful place
Brings a smile on your face
Being free from daily chase
You learn to enjoy nature's grace.....
I see blue petals sway
Colors bold and bright
Weaving a joyful sight
Little squirrels come near
For meeting a friend dear
And the fog begins to lift
As rays split from cloudy sift
Hills on the west climb high
Seeking a jewel in the sky
Oh such a beautiful place
Brings a smile on your face
Being free from daily chase
You learn to enjoy nature's grace.....
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