sentences:  There are wildflowers everywhere
  Shedding fragrance on the air,
  The butterflies are hurrying to and fro;
  The squirrels and the bees
  Are as busy as you please,
  Out there among the hills where I would go.For it's there that one can rest,
  Lying close to Nature's breast,
  And the breeze's lullaby is low and sweet,
  So I turn my longing eyes
  Where the stately mountains rise,
  And the wooded hills are nestling at their feet.Solace
  
  Deep in the forest wandering,
  From life's noise and strain apart,
  Seeking the comfort of Nature
  To quiet a restless heart.