I remember, how as children, we roamed forests to explore
enjoying natures blessings and always looking to find more.
How in awe we stood at sight of a deer or a squirrel in a tree
with such beauty all around us how can it be so hard to see.
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A lovely poem Monica. As a young lad I could spend hours in our local fields and woods, listening to the skylarks and lapwings etc - Ah, what happy days.