Nature
Icy winds howl loudly,
on natures breeze,
as forgotten leaves rattle,
on nearly naked trees.
Birds sail high,
trying to find,
a worm, an insect,
of any kind.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2009
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