Whispering softly to the leaves.
A bird flies from here to there
A bee is buzzing in the air.

The flowers dance to and fro
The sun gives off a brilliant glow.
Clouds float lazily across the sky
A little chipmunk scurries by.

What is this place? Where can it be?
Where the wind blows quietly through the trees?

Step outside and look around
I'm sure you'll find this place is found.
You've realized by now, I'm sure
That you've entered the home of Mother Nature.

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