# 53
Paper- something the world runs on, paper money.
The trees produce the paper, they produce the air.
In the great state of Maine, trees are a staple to us citizens.
I walk, I text, I talk, I hardly look.
The hundreds of pines that envelop the land in Maine is amazing.
I keep on texting, keep on talking and don't do a whole lot of looking.
I wish I had looked up more. The trees are beautiful, we take them for granted.
Especially when we use paper so much.
"I walk, I text, I talk, I hardly look."
ReplyDeleteNice line. So is:
"I keep on texting, keep on talking and don't do a whole lot of looking."
Funny and likable little piece--and that's very week 11ish!