Heather Z. Hanna

Rookie (California)

A Log - Poem by Heather Z. Hanna

A log,
welcoming me,
to sit.
To watch the water
and birds and sky.
To hear the wind
carrying the sound,
of waves and birds
and the joggers pace
upon the sand
as he passes by.
To feel the breeze
and temperature of air
and the hardness of my seat
and beating of my Heart,
here alone,
to ponder,
my thoughts
of life.

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  • Rookie - 496 Points Subbaraman N V (10/30/2007 12:48:00 AM)

    Thank and hold the log! Lovely nature provides us joy which no other force on earth can provide. To enjoy nature, a gift from the Almighty - the allknowing creator! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 24, 2011


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