This forest knows us,
And the games we play below.
Empty oak branches,
No longer obscure the view.
Our laughter, pauses mid-sigh.
Tag: beauty
An iris in bloom,
No introduction needed,
Just your attention.
Behold! The most beautiful!
…for beauty is in the eye…
As the saying goes,
Without the words what am I?
A rose lacking thorns?
No matter how beautiful
Would I inspire poetry?