by Dean Ramirez
Thin branches blanketed in leaves
Shield me from the sun’s intrusive rays.
A gentle breeze caresses my skin
As the bugs buzz a soft lullaby just for me.
The unbroken sea of grass around me sways;
Around me a silent ballad takes place,
A dance practiced long before me
Only to be interrupted by a loud thump.
A delicacy lies before me
As if god had dropped it just for me.
The skin breaks with ease as I bite.
Sweetness floods my mouth as I savor the gift from the trees.
The last bite comes as fast as the first.
As I look up, I know not to worry.
Another gift from the trees will interrupt me.
I turn back to the unending dance and smile.
This cycle will continue long after me.
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