Waltzing Winds

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Just a poem I wrote about a field of foxgloves I found while camping.

Submitted: October 19, 2012

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Submitted: October 19, 2012

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WALTZING WINDS

Peaceful and dark with a glowing pale moon,

Light up the grassy hills and endless fields of purple foxgloves.

Twinkling stars shine through the trees,

Illuminating a dirt path before you.

A gentle breeze silently blows the flowers, grass, and tree’s

Giving off the illusion of a graceful waltz with the wind.

The midnight songs of nocturnal birds

Fill the air as if inviting you to join in their singing.

For a moment, while breathing in the night air,

You wish this dance could last forever.

But alas, all things have an end.

And as the winds slowly fade to a touching of your skin;

The flowers, grass, and trees become still once again.


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