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The Happy Valley

While i was walking through the country
i came upon the strangest path
It took me to a little valley
where all the plants and trees could laugh

At one tree i stopped and sat 
and asked what are you laughing at?
The tree replied with greatest glee
because i am a happy tree

The air is clear, The sea is blue
does that not make you happy too?
I stopped and thought for just a while
and as i thought i came to smile
our earth is here to give us pleasure
so all the good things we should treasure

And as i laughed there, with the trees
upon my face i felt a breeze
and suddenly it all was gone
no laughing trees
not even one.

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  1. Date: 3/18/2013 6:40:00 PM

    Hi Louise, such a lovely and free spirit poem! luved it!

  1. Date: 3/10/2013 10:46:00 AM

    Very refreshing but you have that 'pull the the rug from under the feet' streak.