Birds chirping, bees buzzing,
The leaves of palm trees clapping.
Bushes rustling, nightengales singing,
Little grass twits fluttering.
Trees swishing, little toads whistling,
Noisy woodpeckers knocking.
Chippie’s feet pitter-patting, my flip flops clip-clopping.
This is the soundtrack of our early walks, in the sweet n cool December morning.
-Amanda Lazarus (Crazy A)