Colors Of The Wind Poem by meghan foubare

The earth is our living orb,
The sphere that we stand on.
The ball that we walk on everyday.
All the nature and mother natures belongings are here too!
One that is most beautiful is the power of her wind.
The most beautiful things are wraped in the winds arms, eventually wipping around us on this earth.
The beautiful colors and feelings are rested inside the heart of strong winds.
Many human beings rest knowing the gentle breeze will cool them....
Many also sleep having goosebumps on their arms from the gentle touch of the sweet cool breeze passing bye.
The top of your head being brushed softly in a quick second.
The beautiful things are invisible to the human eye, so look beyond your sight of path and open your mind to whats in store for you!

-Meghan Foubare