My World
The sky, a canvas of creation.
Rays of light gently brush each cloud.
Shades of blues and greens,
A touch of yellow a touch of red.
The sun,
Blazing down,
With its warm kiss.
A bright look.
The bird graces the sky,
With the wind beneath its wings.
Sweetly sings its song,
A song it sweetly brings.
The trees,
A gentle sway.
Filling the earth with air,
Softly kissed with a breeze.
This is my world.
Then the grass, clothing the field.
Dances in the wind.
Each blade reaching for the other.
Then the gentle flowers,
Robbed in enchanted colors.
Petals so delicate,
Dampened with a kiss of morning dew.
The ocean with all its force,
With all its grace.
Caresses the earths surface,
As the hand of a lover,
Caresses its love.
Rain,
With its soothing rhythm.
Sending droplets of life.
Some giving, some replenishing.
This is my world.
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