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This is a short poem about the beauty of walking in the park and being free. |
| A Walk in the park on a beautiful, warm day puts a bounce in my step, and a smile on my face. A walk in the park when the sun is shinning bright, makes my heart sing and my soul take flight. Soaring to new heights where my feet feared to tread to a world that holds nothing but happy people and red A walk in the park as children run and play is like being in heaven with the angels and Monet. A walk in the park is all I want to do - no worries, no hang-ups just walking with you. |