Monday, August 30, 2010


By: Adrielle R. Bollin

The trees and grass come alive
As a brisk breeze ruffles the grass
Branches wave and flowers bow
Clouds race in a sky of glass

Leaves tumble and fly away
Whipped up again on a current of air
To eagles soaring in the western sky
Dancing and playing with never a care

On it goes bringing warmth and cold
Blowing, whispering, whistling through
Everything touched by it's power and grace
Never once cornered by me or you

1 comment:

  1. Pretty poetry and prettier pictures!! :)

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