If trees could speak
and express their grief...
Through the mountains
and
through the flowing creeks,
they would beseech ....
and call upon ,
the fallen twigs and leaves
long after they are gone !!
Then,
the autumn would ....say goodbye
and set the jungle
as if on fire !
The spring would then
sneak peek in!!
The colors all over would
begin to grin !
The melting snow would
sing lullaby,
the birds would chirp lovely songs,
The setting sun
would stare
in the nights ,
that are worn.. lonely
and lovelorn !!
And
the raindrops would
drizzle down,
humming a pittar-patter
symphonic sound !
The flowers all over
would start to bloom,
birds, all decked up ...with colorful plume!
The meadows adorn
some grass some thorn
The daisies go crazy
as though lovelorn!!
While the plumeria
the camellias yawn
...
the celebration of life
on this planet earth
goes on and on ..
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