Dinosaur Vision

by Azonthus

Do I see the world
so differently than you?

Do you not see the trees?
The lights golden play?
The softly blowing grass?

Do you not feel the suns warmth?
The breeze caressing and teasing?
The firm earth beneath bare feet?

Do you not hear the birds rejoicing?
The streams laughter?
The trees whispering?

Or, is all you see,
a field.