Whispers of Frost’s Nature

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In the quiet woods where shadows play,
Robert Frost’s echoes softly sway,
With every leaf and every breeze,
Nature sings in tranquil ease.

The winding path through forest deep,
Where secrets of the earth do keep,
In Frost’s words, the world unfolds,
A tale of beauty, brave and bold.

Mountains rise and rivers flow,
In twilight’s gentle, golden glow,
Through Frost’s eyes, the simple things,
Are touched by nature’s gentle wings.

In fields of green and skies of blue,
Frost found a world both old and new,
With every verse, a timeless art,
Nature’s essence in his heart.

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