May 1, 2008
By Andrew Prichard, Huntington Beach, CA

The wind is blowing
And the river is flowing
Palm trees sway
And children are out to play

The moon shines in the dark sky
Sometimes you can see a bird fly by
Stars are so bright
Like an armored knight

The sky was as clear as glass
While I walked through lushes grass
You can hear animal squeaks
Over majestic peaks

As days fly by
There is no time to say good bye
You will never see the end
So might as well pretend

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