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To ease the pain of your anti depression Let me walk you through your first park lesson Accustom your eyes to autumn’s wonderful display Leaves of orange, yellow and some even grey The branches alive with birds dancing around And the collectors of nuts scurrying about on the ground The jogger the biker and one man on a ski The people out walking, the cafe, the hot tea Winter flower's start to blossom in the sun cold day A coloured relief from the winter of grey The bridges, the river, the afternoon tide The secret garden with their doors open wide The carvings of seals, beetles and one giant frog Walkers, walking Lurchers, pugs, and a fast whippet dog So throw away your anti depressants of glom and pain Get out doors walking, in the sun, cold, and rain Let the wind blow through you wash your problems away A walk in the park will always turn, a grey day
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Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 2:25 PM UTC
A walk in Bute Park
To ease the pain of your anti depression Let me walk you through your first park lesson Accustom your eyes to autumn’s wonderful display Leaves of orange, yellow and some even grey The branches alive with birds dancing around And the collectors of nuts scurrying about on the ground The jogger the biker and one man on a ski The people out walking, the cafe, the hot tea Winter flower's start to blossom in the sun cold day A coloured relief from the winter of grey The bridges, the river, the afternoon tide The secret garden with their doors open wide The carvings of seals, beetles and one giant frog Walkers, walking Lurchers, pugs, and a fast whippet dog So throw away your anti depressants of glom and pain Get out doors walking, in the sun, cold, and rain Let the wind blow through you wash your problems away A walk in the park will always turn, a grey day
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Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 2:25 PM UTC
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