By Jules M
The green grass glistening in the lightÂ
The yellow sun shining so brightÂ
In my eyes i can see
All that is meant to beÂ
The wild noise of leaves fallingÂ
The sound of squirrels crawlingÂ
The sound of a baby cryingÂ
My ears can hear everything i want
Like a ghost screaming when he haunts
The water in the streamÂ
So soft i hear nothing screamÂ
Like the noises in my headÂ
They final leaveÂ
Leaves fall and autumn comesÂ
The cold sets and the birds start to humÂ
The brown dirt soft and plainÂ
It is so nice so don’t take it to vainÂ
The trees rustling all overÂ
The beavers building the damÂ
All to soon summer will comeÂ
Just in the snap of my fingers with a bam Â