I write, read, crochet, sing, and play musical instruments. A sucker for learning.
I live in a place where
birds sing different tunes
their melodies are like conversations
among all the existing species of birds
the chickens eat plants
the plants are happy though
they need you most of the time
the cows are kind
they just stare with their pitch black eyes
when you pass them by.
the trees all bear mama's favorite fruits
and they dance non-stop
leaving shaken leaves on the ground
burnt leaves smell like men's perfume, tobacco, or
sometimes, roasted reptiles
i like the reptiles
the frogs cannot be shunned by
a broom or a stick
they stay in their places.
the rocks and grass are a bit insecure
you have to lift your heels higher than usual
and you need hand gloves when you grab them.
the skies are always blue
I always look up for hope
the sun can be merciful at times
the wind is always softer
friends are sincerer
and God is nearer.
Patty Florence from Illinois on May 09, 2021:
Yes, I enjoyed your poem!
Morbid Lee Obese from Philippines on May 09, 2021: