A special place.

Moths, bees,
lots of leaves
butterflies
glide across the sky

Browny goldy plants
water frozen like ice
butterflies different colours
on a little hill.

Plastic waiting to fly
watch us all pass it by
waterpipes all blocked up
grassy bits stopping us.

Blackberries growing
water is flowing
light is shaded
as we write
the sun is so bright.

Sticks brown and green
an eal I have seen
birds are singing
as we are leaving.

It is so quiet
a day to relax but work
eating there food
as stepping by there homes.