Babys Breath

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Beautiful Things - Poem by Babys Breath

Look around the world you see, While underneath a shady tree. Lemonaid so cold in hand, Nature shares its breezy fan. A curious squirrel jumps to and fro, To capture any food you throw. A songbird sings way up high, A sound so touching you could cry. The wildflower's gentle dance with the wind, You never want it all to end. So when you have a minute or two... And you really know you do. Just sit beneath a shady tree, A perfect quiet spot to be. Really look at the world's beautiful things....close your eyes...freedom...beauty...wings

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  • Cynthia Buhain-baello (6/21/2011 10:00:00 PM)

    Refreshing piece...unique arrangement. The words fall smoothly and present vivid images that bring the reader to where the poem leads. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 22, 2011


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