#YearEndEchoes

It's Fall season now
The leaves on the trees turned orange,
Red, yellow, and brown
The leaves had fallen down
On the ground from the
Maple Tree
I walked on the road and
On another Road there were
No leaves on the tree
I felt frigid
I saw a bird on the tree
The birds chirp.


I sat on the bench
And I glanced at the Maple Tree
The leaf had fallen on the ground
From the Maple Tree.
And a girl winks at me when
She sat far from me
The clouds in the sky
Were black and white
It's rainy
But there was no rain
I have no umbrella
The man came in front of the road
He greets Good morning
And we replied to his greetings
There's peace on the road
I walked on the footpath
The cars passing by
The busses passing by
The people passing by
There's peace in the
Streets.


In the meantime, I sat in my room
Looking outside the window
There are a lot of Hibiscus flowers
On the tree
The flowers dried now
The green leaves on the tree
Dried
The cold air is blowing
I felt cold
I was walking on the streets
There were a lot of trees
Everywhere.


I walked and I walked
On the streets
On the road
I went to another road
There was an arch
Of trees in the park
In the park
In the Forest
In the Forest
In the park
In the park
There's a beautiful
Lake in the park
Everywhere in the park
Was a collection of Maple
Leaves on the ground.


I walk next to the road
In the park
There was an Arch little bridge
The board on the bridge
Mystic Morning
I startled to look
Near the beautiful
Mystic Lake
I walk another path
There's a swan near
The beautiful lake
Drinking water
With its beak.


I felt cheerful when to look
At the beautiful sight
I can't move to another
Path because there are
A lot of beautiful sights
In this Park
I can't look away from this sight
I felt aesthetic
I can't move my eyes away from
This Sight
Finally, I walked to another road
I walked another path
There is a success
I saw there's a lot of
Birds chirruping
In the park
A squirrel came to
Me
I gave a nutshell to
Squirrel chirping
Grunts
Chattering
I put nutshell
On the bench
I walked away
And glanced
The squirrel
Grunts
Chirping
Squirrel eats
Nutshell
I sat peacefully
And watched
Squirrel neither
Scares nor
Ran
I open my eyes and
I was sitting in my
Own Room
Such a beautiful
Dream.



Fantasy # Fairy tale stories # Poetry
# Philosphy # Inspirational Stories
# Daydream # Forest.





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