A walk through the woods
A sense of striding free
The birds are singing; The smell of grass
Is when my calm comes to me
Lost in an exciting book
Cup of coffee on my knee
A jumper on while it's cold outside
Is when my calm comes to me
The kids finally asleep
They've tidied their toy debris
And I can take a break from being Daddy
Is when my calm comes to me
Kick in the Creatives Poetember Challenge
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