Leaves rustle in the wind,
Such a soothing sound.
The sweet morning air flows through me,
The scent of rosebushes dances subtly by.
Looking out, out onto the valley,
Trees, colour upon colour,
Shades of red and blue.
It seems never ending, the beauty, beauty of my home.
A river, sparkling, gleaming in the suns hot shower,
While birds dart playfully at the edge, sweet music.
Wispy white clouds glide steady through a welcoming sky.
This place of harmony, pure.


