I hear the birds cawing.
Calling to their friends.
I’m starting to hear some tweets.
Both sounds start to blend.
I see the leaves blowing.
Trying to fly free.
They want to have their journey
But away from the tree.
I feel the sun shining
All over my skin.
The warmth is comforting
Just like my kin.
I can smell the freshness
That’s in the air.
It feels so natural.
I'm happy it’s there.
I taste the cold drink,
Refreshing and sweet.
It’s light in my mouth.
Splashing with victory.
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