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The Wind MAG

November 13, 2012
By Bluez BRONZE, Huntsville, Alabama
Bluez BRONZE, Huntsville, Alabama
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Happiness is not something you obtain, its something you decide.


It was winding through the darkening night,
Not a train or car or person in sight.
It was winding through the moon-bathing trees,
Scattering used-to-be rainbow-hued leaves.

It was twirling through the brilliant dawn,
It would dance, and prance like a
newborn fawn.
It was twirling through the evergreen brush,
Becoming a (if even a little) more hushed.

It was no longer twirling nor was it winding,
It was leaving the forest, for a place
more exciting
It was leaving the forest for faraway lands,
Autumn has ended, winter's at hand.



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Bluez BRONZE said...
on Jun. 3 2013 at 12:20 am
Bluez BRONZE, Huntsville, Alabama
4 articles 0 photos 5 comments

Favorite Quote:
Happiness is not something you obtain, its something you decide.

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