Saw many a beautiful sight along the way
For the golden sunlight streamed upon the land
While masses of wildflowers were close at hand
Reds and orange, yellows and blue
Every conceivable color and hue
Feathery white clouds drifted across the sky
Ever changing shapes as they slid by
Nature’s finest was displayed before us
While songbirds sang a delightful chorus
Yet with all of the beauty in this wonderful land
The greatest of all was holding my hand.
Copyright ©1994 Marty K Vandermolen
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