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"Scenic"
The sun shines bright,
As the clouds drift free.
The breeze light and cold,
Everything shivers all around.
A blanket of fog lies,
As if snow covers the terrain.
The wind blows,
Seeing the leaves descend.
Trees sway to and fro,
As if they dance.
Water droplet plunges,
Sending ripples through the lake.
Waves collapse against the rocks,
Seagulls takes off soaring and beyond.
The moon rises in the sky,
As the sun falls to the earth.
Sounds echoes off the valleys,
Crickets chirp at night.
Stars shoots across the darken sky,
While the planets mingle during the night.
 Sinister Vivian · Wed Dec 17, 2008 @ 01:48am · 0 Comments |
