A Skeleton of Dreams
A Skeleton of Dreams
The mist hanging over
A skeleton of trees
Ivy vested trunks
With shiny green leaves.
The squirrel’s on a mission
To find the next meal
Hoping to be lucky
And find a 2 for 1 deal.
The birds are in chorus
They’ve been up for a while
Stop just to listen
Walk on with a smile.
Sodden brown leaves
Still cover some ground
Giving shelter and protection
Where new life will be found.
Not long to wait now
Before a season of change
Buds bursting open
In a bustling rage.
No skeletons of trees
A longing desire
The trees fully dressed
In there green attire.
But for now I walk on
Through a skeleton of dreams
A wood of pure magic
Well that’s how it seems.
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