Poetry

The Day the Humans Left

When the humans left,
I could breathe a little easier
The Sun shown a little brighter
The morning air a little crisper
The spring rains a little purer

When the humans left
I could stretch my limbs higher
I didn't mind my middle growing rounder
I love my mane growing fuller
I can feel my roots growing deeper

But when the humans left
There was no one to smell my perfume
There were no little ones to play with
There were not lovers to etch their devotion
In my skin forever

But I was here before the humans
And I am here now that they've left

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