Playfully Watching Nature Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Playfully Watching Nature



Looking out across the great expanse of grass, trees spread
about the edges of it's luscious green lawn.

Phoenix mountains reaching into the atmosphere, hoping to
catch a cloud or two for the fun of it.

Air currents tickling the arid atmosphere, a warm wind from
the west blowing everyone's hair in all directions at once.

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