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I am hiding being green.
On this leaf, I won’t be seen.
Feet sliding in the dew.
Orange eyes watching you.
I bet you can’t spot me.
I am one with this tree.
camouflage
ORANGE EYES
myblogaboutanimals
I’m hiding by being green.
On this leaf I won’t be seen.
Feet sliding in the dew.
Orange eyes watching you.
I bet you can’t spot me.
I am one with this tree.
CAN YOU SEE ME NOW?
I am hiding.
I am shy.
I am camouflaged.
No one will ever find me.
Except for maybe the fly,
who insists on buzzing around me.
The sun has spotted my spots
with its rays of sunshine.
The bird is eying me with
its black eyes.
But otherwise,
I’m safely hidden from sight.
Hidden from humans.
What am I?
Could you tell what I am?
HIDING BY BEING GREEN
I’m hiding by being green.
On this leaf I won’t be seen.
My orange eyes are watching you.
But yours can’t see me in the dew.
THE WATCHFUL EYE
The beauty.
The colors.
The design.
The fine details.
The watchful eye.
No picture can be painted
or statue created to capture
this perfection,
this awe-inspiring wonder.
Here’s to the creator.
COLORS OF LOVE
COLORS OF LOVE
Green, blue, and pink.
Red for the sparkling eyes.
A little orange at its toes.
A blue belly for laughs.
A green body for hiding.
Colors of the rainbow.
Colors of love.
Colors of life.
INVISIBLE
Bark owl by Henrik Hugnell
Do you ever feel like this owl?
Blended into your environment so well
that people don’t notice you?
You might be talking
but no one is listening.
The owl wants to be invisible.
And sometimes I’m invisible too.
BEING INVISIBLE
Do you ever feel invisible?
That no one is listening to you
or remembers that you exist.
We all feel that way at times.
Just join the invisible crowd.
SUSANNE LEIST 
