Oakleaf canopies, all colored in green.
Eagles diving from the edge of a cliff.
Waterfalls cascading so pure and clean.
Icicles frozen' icy cold and stiff.
Trees in the wind offering resistance.
A sky pilot slicing through a cloud.
Neighbors dog barking off in the distance.
Stoic Indian standing tall and proud.
Silent rivers flowing serenely along.
Alligators crawl in a thick, misty bog.
Ocean scented beezes' pungent and strong.
The brilliant green of a small tree frog.
The lonely sound of a distant train whistle.
The coldness of an early morning frost.
The fluffy white down of a prickly thistle.
The crying sounds of a small child lost.
The first time two lovers ever kissed.
Vistas from mountain tops' wind worn.
Opportunities all of us have missed.
A farmer in the field, harvesting corn.
Carpenters toil over yet another house.
Cruise ships sailing the bluest seas.
Startled flight of a timid Ruffed Grouse.
Pass me' some mashed potatoes please.
Leaping tall buildings at a single bound.
Grabbing that round at the top of the ladder.
First ride as a child on a merry-go-round.
Someone making you madder than a hatter.
These things I've mentioned are only a few.
We see so many of them each and every day.
Yet' all these things, every day, we do.
We'll do everyday things til we're old and gray!
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