The forest is dark.
Winnipeg is light.
Paradise Run, lonely like an abandoned dog.
Paradise Run fights in the waters of the Red River.
Wood too round to be on land.
The rabbits hop as a family of deer pass by.
Pine needles are green like grass.
Snowflakes fall like an angel parachute.
Wonders of animals that need food.
Squirrels scurry up and down the trees.
The smell of new flowers in the air.
Leaves grow as fast as bees.
I tip over and flip back up.
Hearts of animal families grow big.
The smell of salt grows close.
My time is up.
I made it to the sea.