SWAYING TREES
 

 
Winds aloft
Breezes warm, and so soft
Clouded skies of cerulean hide

Gentle zephyr on your wings, an eagle will glide
Listen, do you hear the wind calling, let us ride
Warmth, sunshine, come enjoy, if you please

Enjoy Florida’s Keys
Swaying trees


(~Trois-par-Huit Format~)

By GaelicRogue

© 2008 GaelicRogue (All rights reserved)

 

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