Green leaves
Like tiny tambourines
Rustling in the breeze
Keeping the beat of the wind
And all the while sparkling
As the sun glints off their faces
These trees surrounding the pond
With its tiniest of ripples
And the occasional jump of a fish
Or the resident muskrat
Swimming, bisecting the water
Not bothering the little swimmers
Who make bubbles and waves
With their laughter alone
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