Wind/Air:
Blowing under the birds, blowing through the trees, blowing across valleys, and on top of the seas.
Brings relief, on a hot summer day. Blowing through our hair, and making the trees sway.
Nature:
Peace within the world, starts here. All the wonderful sights, will bring us to endear.
Stop to look around you, at all of natures pride. If ever you listen to the sounds, they shall be your guide.
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Poems Of My Journal
PoetryThese are just little poems I have wrote over the years. I hope you guys like them. I will add more over the next few days hopefully l so hang tight!