Tempting Sounds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wind blowing, trees are swaying to tantalizing melodies
being played on the radio.

Stepping to the beats of every rhythm, soul rejoicing,
heart elated, mind focusing on nature and the music.

Smell of hot dogs and hamburgers now filling the air
around us, getting hungry, our appetites growing.

Tempting sounds of rhythms as our spirits fill us with
energy and delight, knowing very soon we will be eating,
sating our hunger.