Vivaldi, Concerto For Flute - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

Children playing on a green playground
Mothers watching
Closely watching
The faces of children

Cool air
Green leaves brown leaves yellow leaves
Soft wind
Leaves falling down to the slow soft wind

Children running
Chasing each other
They are playing

A mother feels the soft wind
Cool air
And sees the trickles of leaves
Blending green brown yellow

With sunshine as canvass
Nature and human figures of mothers and children
What a beautiful painting has God
In quick short brushes
Effortlessly with perfect strokes did make

The frame is laughter of children.

I am taking the whole picture for home.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 21, 2008

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