the beautiful walk
As I walk down the street,
I hear the birds chirping.
The winds blowing,
the flowers blooming.
The trees are growing,
and the Sun is shining bright as it smiles high up in the sky.
As I walk down the street,
I see my friends waiting for me.
When I catch their eye,
they start to wave at me.
I walk to school with the nature surrounding me.
Beautiful, attractive, cute and pretty,
I see the flowers.
White, pink, purple, or yellow,
Whatever it is, you name it.
And oh...how can I forget red flowers in the meadow.
It’s beautiful and attractive,
all that nature can be.
I hear the birds chirping.
The winds blowing,
the flowers blooming.
The trees are growing,
and the Sun is shining bright as it smiles high up in the sky.
As I walk down the street,
I see my friends waiting for me.
When I catch their eye,
they start to wave at me.
I walk to school with the nature surrounding me.
Beautiful, attractive, cute and pretty,
I see the flowers.
White, pink, purple, or yellow,
Whatever it is, you name it.
And oh...how can I forget red flowers in the meadow.
It’s beautiful and attractive,
all that nature can be.