Free
By Odette P
How I waited
To smell the fresh sticky air
Free of pollution
Wafts of pollen and gum leaves
Slithering up my nose
A surprising but unbelievable scent
Free I am
How I waited
To feel dewy grass In between my toes
Humid sticky air
Free I am
How I waited
To hear tropical birds calling me
Thudding footsteps of leopards
The thunder
BOOMS
In a tropical rainforest storm
Free I am