Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Wind (Poem on a Memory)

Wind

Wind can bring change
In many differnet colors
The winds of channge can sweap through the land
And Bring the world at ease

The colors are of beaty
And bring the flowers that bloom
Their Colors

When the Wind
Blows by my house
It makes the rustle rustle
In the trees
And make the Birdys go tweet tweet

That is how I know the Wind of change is still Blowing

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