Gloomy groves

Fluttering flowers dance in the wind,

Beautiful butterflies bounce by the bank,

I stand by the soft lavenders saying hello,

The waves of the bank ripple saying goodbye.

Silky lilac dreams wash over me,

pushing me to the wavy grass,

the clouds cry and start to get tired,

Pouring down onto the once vibrant fields.

I look to the sky as tears crawl across my face,

With all of my thoughts washing over me.

Pebbles crunch in between my toes,

Trusting the trail,

Leaving the distressing memories behind.

I rest by the lush trees,

ready to unwind.