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i saw a big white swan with feathers just like snowswimming in the lake so graceful and so slowmountains in the back ground standing oh so talland in between them a lovely waterfallthe swan he came towards with his head held highswimming with such elegance underneath the skythen he turned around as if if to say goodbye.so beautiful was he it almost made me cryi wont forget the things that i saw that dayill hold them in my memory and that is where theyll stay.
theres a little cabin by a little lakethat i often visit when the holidays i takesurrounded by the woods and trees so very talland a babbling brook by a waterfallthere are lots of squirrels that are red and greyand i sit and watch them gracefully as they playthere are lots of falcons hovering in the skyand lots of eagles that are nesting near byyou can see the moutain tops and the valleys in betweenthe leaves on the pine trees so bright and very greenit would make a painting to hang upon the wallthen this little place i always will recall

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