Flowers grow, trees die
By Rebekah L
Published 25 September 2024
Turning tides
Lime living
Animals burrowing
The breeze blowing me
Smells as lavender
Beautiful petals blow
Decorating over the room
Happy but need my sunshine
The cockatoo flies through the sky
Making a lovely sound
Squawk!
Flowers blooming
Trees growing,
In time
They slowly die
Clouds cover over them
They turn grey
With no sunlight no water
They are gone
Their age has passed