Gregory Golden Poet Free verse

The Sound That Our Leaves Make

The sound of leaves
Whistling through
Tall green blades of grass
The sound of leaves
Singing hymns and
Praying that, we must abide
Oh, Lord, the sound
That our leaves make

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Barbara Gorelick August 10, 2009 at 10:28 AM Beautiful write..my kind of poetry. BG

Carol Sunshine Brown August 10, 2009 at 10:09 AM What a wonderful way to start a new week reading your new poetry Gregory.Thank you for sharing it. Love, Carol

Christopher Higgins August 10, 2009 at 9:42 AM I can hear the sound of the leaves through your poem..interesting piece of poetry my friend..good work.

Sara Kendrick August 10, 2009 at 9:28 AM Singing to the Lord when we don't. Love it. Keep writing. Sara