The Rainforest
By Irene S
Published 26 September 2022
Bird chirps fill the quiet air,
Echoing against the tall mountains.
Sounds of my sneakers squelching on the damp brown mud.
As I walk past foxes’ lairs,
Branches brush my face.
Mist hangs in the sky, droplets cold on my pale hands.
Every now and then, a sound splits the silence.
🌲 🌳 This is the RAINFOREST. 🌳 🌲