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I sat in the dense woods nearby a lake.... To see many glossy red apples hanging low from the trees, Continued by the sounds of squirrels squeaking far in the woods, To the enchanting whitish puffy dandelion seeds, Blowing away with swirling patterns in the breeze. Later I looked up far above the mountain high, To notice remarkable artistic patterns, Caused by the grand structures of white smoke, Spreading far across the reddish-pink sky, With the canoe rowing steadily on the calm waters, And the mama weaver feeding her babies resting high on the nest, Mesmerises me with its mystical beauty everytime I look at her, The mother nature makes me forget the rest. #review#San#poetry