Dream
The words paint a picture of peace and content
The winds shudder of past days descent
I follow the butterfly to see its route
Only to be distracted by a cascade so proud
I marvel at nature in its purest form
Birds chirping noisily looking for worms
Way up yonder my eye catches a glimpse
Of an eagle so majestic look how how it prims
My heart opens to receive natures gifts
Splendinly alluring lifting my spirits
Copyright © Fathima Dawood | Year Posted 2008
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