My Favourite Place

Every bird a kite I fly;
every tree a friend;
every cloud a sailing ship
on an ocean without end.

My favourite place: a shady grove
with every shade of green.
I’d love to stay and always be
as blended in the scene.

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Mortimer

The scent of pines
within my mind
would lead me home
if I were blind,
home to the woods
where Nature’s kind:
the more I’m lost,
the more I find.