Wind.

July 23, 2009
By Torrzilla GOLD, Ames, Iowa
Torrzilla GOLD, Ames, Iowa
18 articles 17 photos 49 comments

In the shade I sit,
green leaves above me
shake in the
wind.

In the shade I sit,
sweet smells from flowers come to me
from the
wind.

In the shade I sit,
drums drift into my head the notes brought to me
by the
wind.

In the shade I sit,
I smile because my most resent memory twists before my eyes
thanks to the
wind.

In the shade I sit,
happy as I've ever been and thanking everything that I'm still here.



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