Simple is always best

August 31, 2010
Flute notes stream
through the air

like smoke,
and the trees wave to

the sweet, sweet wind.

Music fills the air
as day draws to a close,
and the reeds flutter with

the sweet, sweet wind.

Laughter bubbles
from the bellies of small children,
and petal-dresses dance in

the sweet sweet wind.

Happiness flows from my
warm hard pen,
as my poem draws to
a sweet, sweet

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