Leafs were scattered all around.
The branches rough like the shell of a turtle.
I hear The creak of the trees.
I stroad to the lake the sunshine bouncing of it.
The smell of the nice sent from the daisies.
A nice sky blue bird sings a perfect song.
I glance at the black bark of a great oak it’s the size of a dinosaur.
The branches rough like the shell of a turtle.
I hear The creak of the trees.
I stroad to the lake the sunshine bouncing of it.
The smell of the nice sent from the daisies.
A nice sky blue bird sings a perfect song.
I glance at the black bark of a great oak it’s the size of a dinosaur.
