The moon lite night glows soft and low The shadows whisper with the wind The quiet rustle of night creatures all blend to make a song Music of the night whispers please Bring gentleness and peace A song not many do not hear Yet is song for us each night With the music comes the scent Of the crisp winter wind The scent of rain and flowers following the scents of spring Te summer heat and growing crops Give way to autumns glow The crops come in , the leaves do fall Each season has its own music It whispers soft and low to us or comes crashing in with fury Wit rain or snow that blinds the night Then changes to the gentle falling Natures constant changing song Rita Lillico
Posted on: Sat, 19 Apr 2014 16:24:14 +0000
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