Cooing birds,

Laughing sun
Kissing leaves
Hugging branches
Embarassed clouds
Blushing sky
Stealthy mountains
Hooting waterfall
Giggling stream
Smirking grass
Frowning sand

Flapping wings.

So much beauty,
In a secret,
They share.

Why did my,
Secret have to,
Be ugly?

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Please note that I am not the speaker in the poem.

©VioletEden