#WritcoPoemPrompt6
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's edge,
Lie as steady as the dead
The moving leaves of trees around ,
Has something to say loud and loud,
Never knew that nature has it's own tune,
Birds that chirp look gossip
ladies ,
who have something very special for discussion ,
may God bless them with lots of breathe,
so that they can contribute towards earth's well and health