Selfies
Trees take selfies
By the side of the river
Red green and yellow
Breaks free the fever
Storm rise out of the sand
Hugs the hues in ecstasy
Dense cloud hides the sun
Leaving them in cuddling spree
Tiny waves chat in the water
The trees prance with glee
Gee, passing by I look on
How a red rose is born
Disappears the dark heap
Still water runs deep
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