Pine forestA Poem by Arundass TPChanging nature's colors
Wind howls through pine trees
Flipping tender leafs of joy January night's are too cold Squirrels are hibernating for sunshine Wind howls through pine trees Taking seedlings to far Cultivating for next season Where bird's are happy sitting on it. Wind howls through pine trees Painting white hear and there Until the sun peeps through the snow To dance painting colors of summer. © 2024 Arundass TPFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorArundass TPThalassery, Kerala, IndiaAboutI am mad enough to write With a pen half filled ink On a torned paper I got Leaving others mad to read Inside the fantasies where I live. more..Writing
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