i got up one morning
to witness a beautiful scene
i put on my boots and tied the strings
i exited the tent
and smelled an oak scent
i looked from the top of the hills to the valleys
with an amazed stare
at the beautiful colors
and breathed in the wild air
so rich and rugged
i cant get enough
with the sun finally up
and a cup of coffee down
i go back into the tent
and lay back on the ground
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