The wind in the willows
Sometimes soughs, sometimes billows
Hand in hand with dancing leaves
With sunlight and shadow it weaves
Woven in the summer heat
In fancy born, a mysterious treat
A kaleidoscope of dark and light
Played out in wonder and delight
Upon a screen of sun kissed skin
A moment lived without an end
A feeling born, a memory kept
That danced upon us as we slept
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Author:
Rhan Sterling Henry (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Children
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Comments1
Not only a beautiful image painted in words but a message sent in metaphor. Most lovely and a fave
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