See how the green has grown, In the golden hour, Leaves unfurl and whisper secrets To the nourishing sun. A quiet symphony plays, In the rustle of the boughs, As life, unapologetic and vibrant, Finds its voice in the heat of day.
- Louise Bogan
See how the green has grown, In the golden hour, Leaves unfurl and whisper secrets To the nourishing sun. A quiet symphony plays, In the rustle of the boughs, As life, unapologetic and vibrant, Finds its voice in the heat of day.