Tiny Green Dots

[Orion]

Although
Certainly
The tiny green dots fill the meadow,
As deer and the squirrels,
Crowd around the little hole.
I stare confused.

And I come a little closer.
Expecting them to be drinking the cool water.
I stare awe struck,
With a small little grin on my face.
Granted that
Surely

To explain
To enumerate
I come a little closer,
And they all run away.
Some how,
Scared of my intentions.



'Sorry', I whisper,
Ruining the gentle, peaceful moment.
Suddenly the green dots are like wisps,
And I realize the meadow is gone.
As a result
Accordingly

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I myself though it was very sloppy. I tried to use transitional words, but I think I failed. I also think I failed on making a dark, but happy poem.