Wood’s
You are the a Willow tree whispering to me wast your branches
You are the the birds talking to each other
You are the the dear running with the wind
You are the squirrels scrambling up the trees
You are the owl tooting at the mouse
You are the river tricking down the rocks
You are the wolf howling at the moon
You are the the sun beaming in the pale blue sky
You are the Autumn leaves falling
You are the snowflakes twirling from the dart black sky
I love this poem, this is a very calming, great work. My favourite line is “You are the the dear running with the wind”
what inspired you to write this?