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A Peaceful Moment In Time
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June 2002 Poetry Lying in the grass,
running my hands through it,
as if it were your hair.
Gazing at the big sky,
wishing it was your eyes.
Clouds drift by,
so fluffy and white.
I have not a worry in the world,
not a care.
Through a break in the clouds,
the sun shines down,
warming my face.
A breeze blows,
across my skin.
It feels so good,
to relax like this.
No noise,
but the buzzing of the bees,
and the chirping of the birds.
Sweet solitude.
Thinking of you.
No stress, just peace.
A rare moment,
in my life.
~*~ Jill ~*~
I loved this poem because I see what the poem was talking about but also hear it.
Keep up the good work!