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The long dim shadows
Of surrounding trees,
The hooting sound of an owl,
With enchanting whispers of the breeze.
The rhythmic movements
Of scudding clouds,
The cock-a-doodle-doo of a cock,
With tranquilizing gurgles of the brooks.
The gentle sharp tingles
Of moving reeds,
The chirping of a cricket,
With startling buzzes of wild bees.
A remembrance of our existence,
The very essence of our being,
That as they live on,
So should we.
© Imole Olusanya
The long dim shadows
Of surrounding trees,
The hooting sound of an owl,
With enchanting whispers of the breeze.
The rhythmic movements
Of scudding clouds,
The cock-a-doodle-doo of a cock,
With tranquilizing gurgles of the brooks.
The gentle sharp tingles
Of moving reeds,
The chirping of a cricket,
With startling buzzes of wild bees.
A remembrance of our existence,
The very essence of our being,
That as they live on,
So should we.
© Imole Olusanya
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