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The Forest

by Gauravani Larwood (age 14)

Swish! Swish!
A gentle breeze
Carried over bush and trees.

Sniff! Sniff!
What’s that smell?
On sweet pollen my nose dwells!

Shhhhhh …
CRASH! SMASH! POUR! ROAR!
Water rushing over floor!

Pitter, patter-drip, drop
Silver trickling over rock.
A crystal bath, a diver’s realm,
A natural place for fish to helm.

Scuffle! Chirp!
Under, over, in the trees
Critters happy gambling free

Small and furry
Huge and hairy
Fluttering, bouncing
Chirping, pouncing.

WhoooooSH!
A burst of hue, from deep sea blue
To sparkling emerald, silver too!

And don’t forget ten thousand shades
Of brown there are in woods these days!
The forest: cool, green and charming
Quiet, peaceful, very calming.