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Home (Other) by izzy shafer

As I listen to the birds cherping, I am relaxed. As I listen to the blowing of the wind, I have no fear. As I listen to the bees buzzing, I am in peace. As Ib listen to the falling of rain, my lips are hushed. As I listen to the sounds of nature, I am home. The land is my home, My home is the land. I love my homeland.

izzy shafer 22-Jul-09/9:32 AM
This is a very relaxing poem.




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