Crawling around
All types of trees
Leaves blowing in my face
From the gentle breeze
The sunlight beams
From the canopy
I see ants marching
Like cavalry
I spot a sloth
A spider-web
A caterpillar
And now, it's the end.
An insightful piece of poetry nicely put together. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A joy to read. Well done.