The Rosy Swamp

Leaves falling down.
One.
By one.
By one.
Splash, it looks like the light breeze hits the water
A low tweet tweet hits the frog and toads ever feels like it dropped.
Now the Rosy Swamp is still around me.
I feel like I’m being watched.
Tweet tweet gets a little louder and louder and then nothing.
Something goes by me and poof!
I can’t see now I can see a dog a very cute dog with fur brown like a brownie with black ink and white like white petals.
I hear a bark it feels so nice like calmness
sound like calmness