I walk through the park
The hour before dark
Up high a rainbow coloured sky
This beauty I see with my naked eye{
}The stillness of the trees far and beyond
Their reflections rest on a golden pond
}There's only the sound of the birds in song
And I savour this moment before it's gone
As I walk through the park
In the golden hour just before dark.
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