Sweetest Sound
The wind blows, leaves rustle,
warm breeze brushes my skin.
There's a renewed energy in the air,
and I'm happier than I've ever been.
Flowers bloom around me, butterflies fly,
colors glisten brilliantly, in the lingering remnants of rain.
Peace and beauty are everywhere,
as the world alive whispers your name.
Copyright © Kerrie Doyle | Year Posted 2006
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