The Woods

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Bunches of trees,

Making around of full emerald green,

Hundreds of hidden creatures on the deep sleep,

Gave by the mother natures chilly,

I walked alone on the unlit woodland with a silly,

Glimpsing to the collosal greentrees,

Loving on what I sees,

I overheard the unknown mumbled nearby,

I came after to glanced the whispers,

Found out the tiny birds,

Swinging on the air,

Chanting to attract someone,

The woods are such a brimful mystery,

Such as life like a bury.

Free verse poetry
May 29, 2022
The Woods

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