Life On a Tree

Beneath the leaves and branches hanging over me I take time and look up above a different world lives up amongst the leaves Bird, bees, and butterflies, a variety of species. With each new dawn begins a crisp new day. I hear, singing, chirping from miles away Bees, wasps, insects galore, going about their business, Spreading pollen to all the flowers Seeking out nectar, in flowers so sweet. The birds, fly swiftly, from branch to branch The air comes alive with chirping melodies, the butterfly flutters without hardly a sound. As the day progresses, a lot goes on The insects come to feed, on leaves or bark crawling endlessly, always on the search for food. As dusk begins to fall and the sky is turning red When the world is sleeping, with darkness of night Life still goes, and there is movement Under the pale moonlit night Life goes on beneath the leaves and branches hanging over me.