Dancing In The Breeze

Dancing In The Breeze

A Poem by peter Duggan
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Being with mother nature

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    Dancing In The Breeze

    Dancing, dancing, dancing
    Flowers of many hues
    At them I am glancing
    All their red’s, and pink’s, and blue’s
    The breeze she has them in her arms
    As the rains come dripping wet
    The clouds are heavy in the sky
    How happy can one get?

    It’s morning time the rain falls down
    The grass is soft, and green
    In this morning, silence reigns
    Everything feels so serene
    I sit here in my own sweet world
    With silence, deep within me
    My heart is softly feeling it
    This sense of mystery

    I feel that stillness deep within
    As a wagtail in a tree
    Does whistle lovely serenade
    He sings it just for me
    The olive trees, they look so grand
    Just swaying gracefully
    As rain drops glisten on their leaves
    It’s such a joy to see


    © 2019 peter Duggan


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    Added on April 18, 2019
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