Note: This poem is meant to be read by two people. The first two stanzas are read by different people and the third one is read together. This pattern continues throughout the poem.
A green blanket, draped over the earth
Still and waiting eternally
A spirited, surging ecosystem
Bustling by endlessly
A forest full of wonders
Waiting to be seen
A white powder, hugging each branch
Locking in secrets untold
A calming chill, coming over the land
Lulling flora and fauna into a winter's slumber
A forest full of wonders
Waiting to be felt
A swaying trunk, aimlessly bending in the wind
Sitting lonely, unable to speak
A flutter of wings, a frog that sings
Stories with fervor and excitement
A forest full of wonders
Waiting to be heard
A new city, loud and dirty
Oblivious to its destruction and eradication
A lost home, never replaceable
Beauty obscured by human touch
A forest stripped of wonders
Waiting to be remembered
YOU ARE READING
Kirby's Poetry
PoesiaThese are all poems written by me, mostly for school. Will be updated when I write more poems
