Invaded

The beautiful lush over growing  woods

How the nice flowing clear creek trickles down the rocks 

The wind rushing through the trees leaves

Birds fly high above the trees seeing everything

Over grown and beautiful

Then the creek gets foggy

The majestic birds land on the wooded floor

The wind stops blowing through the trees

Trash everywhere

The woods have been invaded by careless kids

I know that is isn't very good at all, but it's something that truly happened to me, when I was younger of course. I just stumbled apon it, and much of other things I wrote, and I thought that it disserved to be seen. Of course, it won't be though, probably only by one person, Janet, but it may get one or if I'm lucky enough, two people who even stumble upon my little site. Well, Anne out.