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Soaring up above I spied

Contributed by Whisper on Sunday, 5th February 2006 @ 02:53:39 PM in AEST
Topic: ChildrensPoetry



Sitting quietly alone
ever so heavy in thought
I felt myself drift as if lifted by the winds.
Soaring higher and higher
making the land down below
look like grandmothers Colorful
patch work quilt.
Dotting the countryside below.

I glaze upon the warming sun
I feel a tickle
as the soft fluffy clouds surround me
then go.
Its'' an amazing world from way up here
Watching the life stirrings below.

I feel myself being pulled along
Light as a feather in
the blue clear skies
My heart skips a beat as I join the procession
with the many birds Welcoming me to their paradise

The country side is trimmed and neat
like a puzzle of a kind.
With its rolling hills
and curving streams
and so much other foliage
covering the ground.
And as I swoop and glide along
I am filled with that warm and blissful sensation
Nothing could be wrong

As I pass the window sills
and steal a peck in
I see the children Playing
I feel the love and warmth within.

I see the men and women
farming in their fields
The sweat beading their brows as they toil
But life begins by working this land
And for some thats Is all they know.

From their toils and rich soil
it makes all the seeds planted come
Making Strong and healthy crops
and from the Great sun up in the skies
it helps to makes all things grow.


Whisper




Copyright © Whisper ... [ 2006-02-05 14:53:39]
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Re: Soaring up above I spied (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Sunday, 5th February 2006 @ 08:30:37 PM AEST
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Enjoyed reading this. Thank you for sharing. Peace, Laura


Re: Soaring up above I spied (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 11th February 2006 @ 01:43:20 AM AEST
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Thanks for the trip.
Simply beautifull and very relaxing.
huggs,
emy




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