The brook by the house
In the valley,
Overlooked by the hill,
Is as noisy
As it is happy,
As it gurgles by,
Catching the glint
Of the sun ray,
As if winking its eye.

The house in the valley,
Stands still in contrast,
To this merry passerby;
Its red brick walls,
And shutter boards,
Bearing mute witness
To the brook’s frolicking;
Together they paint
A lovely picture,
An inviting abode,
Set amidst bountiful nature,
A spot as full of peace,
As can possibly be.

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