The tree sways in the calm innocent breeze of my green home,
swish
The bird makes it's presence known on the high branch it claimed, chirp
Along came the cars, a constant drone supplementing the chorus of sounds twirling and catapulting in a never ending symphony
How did you like this story?
Your feedback helps letterbox1996 understand what's working
@letterbox1996
I write, because it's easier to express yourself in words than to say it aloud. I write because I enjoy to do so, and if you read it a hope you experience that enjoyment too! :)
Want to join the conversation? Sign in to leave a comment.