Thursday, July 25, 2013


Warmth washes over me
Like the sun kissing sand
The shore embraces waves
As a mother holds her child

Flowers bloom from rain
May is full of fragrance
Trees are filled with songbirds
Sweet songs fill the air

Lay on a bed of green
Watching the earth spin
Clouds float in the sky
White fluff on a canvas of blue

Light fades to black
Stars light the way
Darkness is quiet
Though the night is loud

Crickets play a symphony
Frogs sing bass
Children chase fireflies
Unaware of innocence

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