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Wednesday, 14 July 2021

A Natures Trail












Camouflaged in a field of green,
Hidden, hard to be seen,
Listening by the ear,
The messages carried on the air,
Crows fly high up above,
Fighting in the sky way up high,
As a buzzard soars and drifts on a breeze,
Between cotton wool clouds in a sky of blue,
A pheasant strolls on by hidden by the wheat and out of sight,
The rabbit darts as fast as it can only seen by its white tail,
The country is full of life when walking on a nature trail...


 

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