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Created on: October 30, 2008 Last Updated: April 28, 2010
Walking in the woods, was I
All nature's beauty seemed to apply
Trees so great and green
Birds of color hiding unseen
Deer and rabbit everywhere
A moose, I spied over there
With antlers high in the air
Teaching a young one, to beware
Walking in the woods, was I
With all of nature passing by
A squirrel squirreling for nuts
Looking in and out of hidden ruts
One lone silver gray wolf
Standing proud and aloof
All this under nature's roof
Walking in the woods, was I
When a great bear, caught my eye
Digging in a tree, for honey to eat
Hoping soon, to have a great treat
Walking in the woods, was I
Awe struck and given to sigh
A world, where God be
With all such things. for me to see
With fervent prayer, I wondered why
Walking in the woods, was I
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