Walking on green grass, so soft and lush,
Beneath my feet, it bends and hush,
A gentle breeze, caresses my cheek,
The sun, a warm blanket, my skin to seek.
Nature's beauty, surrounds me still,
The sight of flowers, the songs of the thrill,
The rustle of leaves, the chirp of birds,
All of it, like music to my words.
I take a deep breath, and inhale the scent,
Of fresh cut grass, a sweet content,
The earth beneath me, whispers of life,
A symphony of nourishment, without any strife.
As I walk on, my worries disappear,
Replaced by thoughts, of joy and cheer,
The green grass, like a balm to my soul,
Refreshing, and making me feel whole.
Walking on green grass, is no mere feat,
It's a chance to connect, with Earth's heartbeat,
A moment to cherish, and treasure so deep,
For in green grass, beauty, and peace, we can reap
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