Moving when the wind blows
Leaves swirling through the air
Falling
Falling
Falling
to the ground
The outside world tries to
infiltrate
Gas from cars
Horns honking
Squealing rubber on pavement
Inside, nature reigns supreme
Birds chirp in the branches
Squirrels and chipmunks scurry
for nuts
Sunlight breaks through the
leaves
Time easily forgotten
Surrounded by nature
In a place surround by modern
life
Not quite a garden
Not quite forgotten
But left alone enough to seem
alive
I really enjoyed reading this poem. The imagery is so vivid and captivating that I felt like I was really there, watching the forest life.
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