"I Hear Their Hearts Beat"

The leaves are falling.

I can hear their hearts beating.

Red leaves and golden leaves.

I hear them twirl in the wind,,

and then they fall on me.

Where do they live?

Where do they go?

Rain drops are falling in my forest.

I can't count them all.

Its so very quiet.

But, I can hear the sounds, of the trees as they

S T R E T C H their toes in the mud.

Can you hear them?

The rain drops are splatting on leaves,,,

and then they drip on my head.

Can you feel the drops drizzle, on your face?

If you sit very quiet,

you will hear the hummm of the wind.

as she whispers,,,,,,,,,

The wind will tickle your ear.

The wind has a heart beat too.

If you listen very quietly, you will hear silence,,,

the silence is the rhythm of the forest's heart beating.

The leaves are twirling and soaring in the wind

and then they dance and swirl,,,

then they gently- touch the ground,

they close their eyes to sleep- like you and me.

I am listening to the rhythm,

I am feeling the heart beat of my forest,

as she goes to sleep.

I think the moon has a heart beat too,

as she watches, you and me sleep.

From high up in the sky,,,

Can you hear her heart beat?

Do you hear the hearts beating in the forest?

Nitey nite my friends

love

tweedles

ps

My inspiration for "listening to the hearts" came from my friend The Blog of Manon Doyle who always listens to her heart. She sent me a beautiful heart that her magic paint brush painted,,when it touched the canvas. Her heart touched mine,,,, and woke my heart up to find words that were sleeping. Thank you Manon

xoxox

Manons words
"I think the hearts give me this warm and giving feeling. I am all about the hearts I feel like I'm a girl that tries to speak from her heart and painting them does make me feel calm and happy."

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And my beautiful sweater was sent to me from Midge and Ames Soto Blossom in England. I love it so! Thank you Soggibottom