nature
By Chloe S
Published 6 August 2024
It looks gloomy and dark
My socks are wet
Standing there in
My broken, beaten-
Up shoes
Here lies the ancient
Tree hanging over
An elegant river
Bank in the middle
Of a small dark forest
It smells like fresh spring
Rain has just fallen
A drop of clean water
Falls on my head as I slowly
Look around the
Forest
I can hear birds chirping
And twigs cracking while I am walking
Around the miniature forest of
Little shoots of emerald green sprouts