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The Nature Walk

I shut the door behind me
Exasperated and overwhelmed
And start walking briskly
As I walk
I hear crickets chirping like a marching band
I hear leaves crunching under me
Soothing me over my bad day at school
I feel the cool, fresh air across my face
As I walk forward
I smell the sweet smell of the nighttime dew
Just like after a rainy day
I slowly inch forward daydreaming
Feeling like I am on the top of the world
I cannot describe it
It is simply the feeling of a nature walk

The Nature Walk Tanay Kumta
Tanay Kumta, 12
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania