Pools of dappled light I see
On the path beneath the tree.
Yellow leaves shimmer bright
In the brilliant morning light.
Bees buzz round the flowers.
Ivy creeps beneath the bowers.
On the open path we pass
Water diamonds in the grass.
Squirrels scamper across a log
As I’m walking with my dog.
Birds loudly sing their song.
Other dogs bounce along.
Not in the Park- instead
We’re in a place where lie the
dead.
With bones buried under ground-
Vibrant life thrives all around!
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