Beauty
Shadows dance in the breeze
Someone prays on their knees
Little children say please
A blind man can see.
Hearts need keys
A hug is a squeeze
Wind blows with ease
Kids crunching leaves
They fell from the trees.
Blades of grass blow in the breeze
A hive full of honey made by the bees
The people called he's and she's
They marvel at the day they seize.
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