She Sighs

June 9, 2017

She sighs as the wind runs by

Taking her hair gently with nimble fingers

Swirling it without a pattern to go by


She sighs again when the rains jumps down

Making tiny dimples in the lakes cheek

Causing the bubbly river to laugh


She sighs a third time when the frond pokes it's head up

making the pine tree coo with delight

and the lemon bush to smile


She sighs a last sigh as she sees the fading light

Gazing an eye over the sleeping meadow

Waking up the peaceful moon

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