Wind In The Field Poem by Ronald Strickland

Wind In The Field



In the grassy flied the sound of the wind blows and creates music that comforts the soul.

The wild flowers seem to dance. The warmth of the sun kisses your cheeks, as thoughts of the beauty of the earth embrasses your soul, bring pleasure with all the life as it glows.

The peace in the grassy field when the wind blows, clears the mind of troubles, that's difficult at times to let go.

And just dance.

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Ronald Strickland

Ronald Strickland

LaFayette, Georgia
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