Mind gallery

My mind is like a gallery, with pictures you can’t see

Oh how I wish you’ll see them, what sights there are in me

My memories of lavender fields and brightly colored stones

And kestrels up on the wing, over my head have flown

Delightful little butterflies who have landed on my hand

And baby swans upon the lake all over this pleasant land

I have seen such wonders, such a joy to see

Little rabbits playing, frolicking by trees

I have seen the otter holding its mother’s hand

I have seen a rainbow, arching over our land

The little things in life are sweet

I find nature a beautiful treat

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