Tread softly here,
The velvety carpet of Mother Nature
Is waiting to welcome those
Who value her exquisite art.
Wind whispers to leaves:
“Fall gently, don’t ruin the spread
Mingle in its violet hues
To enhance ethereal beauty.”
Squirrels watch spellbound
Slowly they descend from branches
Savoring the magic of serenity
Hearing the song of spring.
What an enchanting feast
For butterflies and bees
Who dance with delight
To get intoxicated in sunlight.
© Balroop Singh
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