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I've always been into nature. When I was in high school we lived out in the country near Newberg, Oregon. At night, I would walk in the light of the full moon - a moon so bright the shadows of the trees were clearly visible. It was quiet enough to hear sheep baaing and cattle lowing from across the valley.
As parents, we took our boys camping, hiking to waterfalls, to the beach, skiing, and on vacations to Hawaii to snorkel, hike and play in the ocean. I think the boys appreciated it.
Here is a poem I wrote in high school. It's as relevant today as it was then.
Where I'll Be Found
The huge oak tree at the water's side
The river flowing deep and wide,
The moon's soft shadows on the ground,
This is the place where I'll be found.
I love the natural, wooded scene
Where everything is so serene.
My mind is filled with happiness,
I know I'll never like it less.
It was created for you and me
To go and enjoy every tree,
All the animals, plants and rocks
Nature doesn't have any locks.
Copyright Susan Alton 11/26/69
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