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    Nature Goodnight

    Nature is as quiet as a mouse.
    Mother Earth changes the seasons around.

    I know when the first yellow leaf falls,sprouts,and blooms in the summer sun.
    All of the crisp colors of Fall turn white
    as the winter wind blows through the hollow holes of the empty,bare trees
    in the beating of my heart. heart

    Spring is here again and the smiling sun feeds the blooming Cherry Blossoms,
    while the fawn and hare frolic in the meadow.
    As pink,blue,golden,and green petals fly in the air Summer shouts "Hello!" to all
    of the laughing children.

    As the sun goes down and the light turns dim,the swaying grass turns in for the
    same cycle tomorrow.
    As the Moon comes out and the trees are gleaming Moonlight
    The Wise Owl says good morning and the twinkling stars say goodnight!