Friday, April 2, 2021

A Place


A Place
By Lord R.e. Taylor

A place to experience
The feel of a summer breeze
The sound of a small babbling brook
The sight of the greenest of forests
The smell of centuries old wood
And a taste of long-lost history
A place to celebrate all of the senses


 

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