Forest poem

I look up to the trees.

Appreciating the silence

The raindrops sprinkling on me.

Walking over the rocky pathways,

I hear the birds chirping and the waterfall crashing.

The wind blows through my hair.

The vines creaking around me.

Animals mumble into my ears

Speaking to me, hungry for food.

Flowers opening like a new book.

The deers prancing through the forest like bunnies.

Bunnies hopping amongst the mushrooms like they’re on a trampoline.

The grass is always absent except when there are visitors from the creatures.

The trees are always swinging and swaying.

Creatures enjoy the sunlight while dancing around.

The forest will always be a calm and quiet place for me.