Whispered secrets play among the leaves
Of the bluegum gently swaying in the breeze.
An aircraft cuts the clear blue sky;
A soothing purr - the day walks by.
The dispassionate observer seeing all.
A peripheral eye - the landscape crawl.
Watching ephemeral sunlit scenes
Until the golden light recedes
Beyond the endless emerald sea.
Did the bluegum hear about you and me?
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