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 Whispering Breeze and Naked Trees
I hear the whisper of the gentle breeze,
As it plays among the naked trees.
Sharing secrets as it sails along,
Singing to the world its sorrowful song.
Now it wails like a ghostly beast,
Tearing at the trees with its anger unleashed.
The dried out leaves seem to come alive,
As they rattle and dance soar and dive.
From south and west and frozen north,
It changes not as it charges forth.
JRS © 12-29-04
The "Okie" Poet
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