The Woods

The woods are where we live and breathe. Peaceful sounds around us be. Mother Nature takes care of the things we need. The trees are swinging to and fro singing together in harmony. Oh, how life is sweet and free, to be among the breeze. All living things around me see the special place we call our home The woods are where we live and breathe.

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jewels77

I live in the country and love the woods where I grew up.

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