The Perfect view

The water sings with a blissful trickle

Its current gives me a little tickle

If you tune your ears you can hear a crash

Of the water giving a little splash

There's land that spreads like butter on toast

And trees that look like a golden roast

Your feet hit the ground with a sizzling crunch

The bushes surround, berries a bunch

The sky is smudged full of clouds

The whistling wind chants aloud

From this view you can see

All the beauty that lies within