Wind

A poem by Bernadette | 9/16/2008

Swaying branches
Flying leaves
Bustling wind
Scouring down hills

Gusting breeze
Flowing water
Creaking limbs
Howling air

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Falling Leaves | Thu, 09/18/2008 - 8:49pm

You're a great poet!

Falling Leaves-unschooler, horse lover, and obsesser over writing, reading and proper grammar.