Among the Trees by Katherine

I like to watch as

people stroll around,

not even noticing me.

I like to listen to

the swaying of nature,

rustling in the breeze.

I like to feel

the textured bark

under my feet,

supporting me.

I like to smell

the tiny blossoms,

their fragrance

penetrating my nostrils.

I like to taste

the sweet pure air,

that has traveled

all around the Earth.

I like to dream

of flying up so high,
through the puffy clouds.

PS: I didn't even realize that Andra was doing a poem similar to this! We may have some concepts that seem alike, but I didn't see her poem before or while I was writing this!