Enchanted forestry telling a beautiful story to me,
as I was walking my nephews Ms. Jersey through there.
My, a grand gesture they was telling.
Their leaves slightly flowing in harmony with the winds.
Each one giggling as I stepped further in.
Mother Nature gave a kiss of sweet cooing of the morning doves.
The trees saying hey,
don’t forget me as I walked past,
touching each of their trunks.
I stopped to look back at them all,
they each waving by leaf!
Nature has her own mind
and it’s well accepted in my heart as we danced in the forest of enchantment.
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