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Fantasy/Dreams The trees stand tall and proud above you,
Whistling in the wind while watching the skies.
Sing to the harmony of this charming view,
While the haze takes your voice as it sighs.
some day i shall have to take u to where the tree's themselves sing to you. a mournful sound but still calming to hear them speak there sarrows to you.
darr
phil-carcione@attbi.com
Interesting piece!
It's short but, somehow in those four lines I get the feeling of standing alone in the woods, taking in the beauty of nature, while contemplating my life. Not too bad for four lines. Good job.
~Phil~