Magic
The flowing of a waterfall,
the appearance of a rainbow,
the changing color of the leaves,
there’s magic in the air.
A kitten meowing softly,
baby birds twittering for food,
a newborn baby crying
there’s magic in the air.
The forest going on and on,
the mountains going high,
the plains stretching forever,
there’s magic in the air.
The beauty of our scenery,
the joys of our love,
the vastness of our landscape,
there’s magic in the air.
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