Looking Up

 

How tall the green tree grows,

As if reaching for a higher place in the sky,

Or to provide a loftier perch

For the peering pigeon to survey his realm.

 

The leafy peak dances gently

In the light breeze,

Conducting the orchestra

Of lower clumps of green.

 

While the background curtain of blue sky

With puff-balls of white cloud

Brighten the milky wings of a white butterfly

Waltzing through the green.

 

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