The firelight flickers on a calm summer's night. The stars twinkle and shine, like diamonds so bright. By the rippling stream small creatures sing their song. The chirping of the cricket, the croaking of the frog. Out in the distance a lonely wolf howls. Above in the tree, sits a wise, old owl. Peace is what nature brings to people like you and me. Leave the city toil behind, see what life was meant to be. --L.M. Larson |
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