BEGINNING TO END

The green land, 
Full of sand 
With green beds 
Bed of grass buds. 
The morning light, 
Rays of bright 
The dew drop drip, 
Through grass without a grip. 
Twinkles like pearl, 
The wind whirl 
Green grass dances, 
Without any fences. 
Looks astonishing, 
Flowers blooming, 
It lure my heart 
Staying in the lap of bushes, 
Without any worry rushes 
Gives a peaceful mind.

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