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RESTLESS |
| Fog gathered over mountains to softly touch the seas' beckonings, as a soft sun lay suit over each; Performing such brilliance to yet escape in, as a grey fog invaded, swallowing the beauty as though it were not there; while rounding the road the sun peered Hazily .......... |
Inside Looking Out |
| i see the glistening yellow sun breaking throw the old dying willow tree. as the new born lilies dance in the musical wind. i hear the blue birds .......... |
while some may prefer a jubilant spring... |
| ....... bitter winds and harsh whispers that rattle the bare branches of the shivering trees? why merciless winter, with her freezing sharp daggers, and her .......... |
The Hunted |
| I am the hunter not the hunted I am the one who stalks the prey not the one who has to run I should be the one who kills not the one to be killed I am the one who everyone fears not to be the one who fears I am the hunter not the hunted I am the one stays in the open not the one to .......... |
Sea Of Secrets |
| The sand makes my feet Nervous, as it tickles the nerves in my toes. Waves hammering against the shores of rocks, making My eyes squint from the icy Mist it leaves behind. Wind unraveling secrets From the sea, an ice cold breeze sends quick shivers through out my tensed spine. The .......... |
To A Chickadee |
| ....... am stronger but i need a few of your abilities: you can fly from tree to tree, i can travel when i'm free; you meet the sunrise .......... |
This Beautiful World |
| This Beautiful World The sun creeps into my window, quite as a mouse. Finds my face and warmly wakes it from a joyous peace. My eyes wander the earth outside, and the corners of my mouth point up. They point to a glorious sky, rich with clouds of cotton candy dancing the moon away. I .......... |
The Willow Tree |
| the tree stands alone, her willowy branches sway in the gentle breeze, whispering. she silently weeps for things seen long past, she .......... |
Caged Bird |
| Let me spread my wings For I am a caged bird ready to sing Let the moon be so full To change my keepers mind A bird that can fly is all I wish to be? I fly because I am a bird that's who I be A symbol of grace, style and vigor that's me Don't let me out of this cage cause I'll fly .......... |
The Seasons |
| ....... nights are short, the days are long, the birds awake us with a song. this summer was such a blast, but it changed to fall all too fast. the .......... |
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