Not my home


The undesirable nature

The non wilted flowers

Swaying dandelions

Smooth buzz of bees

The zimmer of mosquitoes

Wind blowing through the

Circle of trees

Pine cones spin like tops

Butterflies a rushing rainbow

The sun peeking over the trees to say hello

Chatter of birds communicating

An abstract sky

With cotton fluffly clouds

With open arms blocking the sun

Cries of crushed leaves

Humm of gentle wind


It's not my home

Author's Notes/Comments: 

yeah i wrote this when i was gone camping over the weekend!!!

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