By George Shull  leopard99@hotmail.com
Date: 3 February 1998

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I walk through the woods,
And gaze at the flora,
I walk through the hills,
And see the uneven ground,
I walk through the plains,
And glimpse endless waves of grass,
I walk on the beach,
And I feel the surf crashing on the sand,
I wade into the lake,
A rainbow spans across its waterfall,
I travel across rugged mountains,
And feel the firmness of the rock,
I see the world in all of its beauty,
But you know what,
Of all of the beauties I've seen,
None can compare to thee.