Green Tunnels
I like the how the trees
make tunnels of green
green leaves
in the summer-
arching over country roads.
How the leaves allow
sunlight to filter through
and leave patterns
on the pavement.
I like driving here
on sunny afternoons
with the windows down,
feeling the wind
dance through my fingertips.
And when I think about leaving this place
and moving on to bigger
and greater things,
this is one of the only things
I think about missing.
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Beautiful
Yes, it is evident that you would miss such green tunnels. I think you could do away with every (the) in this poem, for they slow down the rhythm unnecessarily.