I miss when I lived on the farm,
miss the beautiful orchard with fresh fruit,
of birds singing in their natural habitat,
miss taking a bath in the stream,
I miss seeing the ducks in the pond,
longing for the fresh, clean air,
I miss when I woke up early and the silence hovered,
Between hills I could see the beautiful sunrise from a distance,
I can totally resonate with this your poetry, i miss those my time in the farm, where i had access to fresh foods, fruits, fresh air from the forest and ooh! The fresh water from the stream.
We mostly get to miss what we have when is gone.
Unfortunately yes... But nothing compares to nature.