A trickling stream flowing through the trees,
Twisting and curving around the rocks,
The rustling of leaves blowing through the air,
The birds chirp from above,
Singing the song of a new day.
I live in the paradise of nature,
Trees willowing in the breeze around me,
My hair blown back by the gentle wind,
The sun peeking through the canopy of the trees,
Their tall majestic selves swaying in the breeze,
But, this is only a dream,
And every dream has to end.
Done By: Abbey Silent
