Tumbleweed Poem by David Harris
Tumbleweed
Mountains with their snow-white tops
stare down at the plains below
watching the tumbleweeds roll
where the wind does blow.
They watch the dust trails
they leave behind
on their wind swept quest
rolling on to find a place to rest.
17 January 2008
Head for the Mountains David, head for the mountains....I like this, more than 10!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/29/2024 3:20:01 AM # 1.0.0.1119
reminds me of that old song....'Tumblin' Tumbleweeds': O)