Beautiful Things IX

A hidden nordic woodland
Surrounded by the green
Nestled in the cityscape
Of glass and metal beams

A rose coloured sky
Fire beneath the clouds
A hill from which to see
All that is around

Places that bear names
Of things so close to home
First memories of being here
A different place alone

The morning song of birds
The rustling of the leaves
Besides that it’s quiet
Here between the trees

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