Outside
There I sit on my chair just looking outside, wondering what I can do with my life. I can
just sit there just doing nothing or get up and do something with my life. I noticed I
wanted to get up and start walking out side. I walk a long time looking at god creatures
and the beautiful land he made just thinking. I can be anything I put my mind to. I go and
walk some more, to find myself somewhere different. Where am I? Did I get myself lost I
walk so far from home, do I go left or go right. OH no what so I do. I tell myself it’s
going to be fine. I just love walking here in this nature and listing to all the birds. I
know that I can walk my way home if I just listen and look, I can feel the right way home
with all my help with gods beautiful creatures.
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