Forest

Forest

A Poem by To be scene To be heard

The sweet smell of honey suckles consumes me.
A light breezes laughs in my ears.
Dark green grass tickle my feet.
I brush my hand lightly.
On the rough bark of trees.
Picking near flowers with the other.
Bright blue sky's with not a cloud in sight.
Listening to the soft sounds.
Of creatures coming to life.

© 2012 To be scene To be heard


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A bright and telling piece that leads the reader to think on birth and beginings, well done, good read.

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Added on May 15, 2012
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