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Sep 2012
The wind moves through the trees,
taking the time to play with every leaf.
Branches move up and down
to the rhythm of the wind.
The leaves ruffle to and fro,
as if, desperately, trying to get away.

The falling rain teases the tree.
Rain drops dance among the branches,
travelling from one leaf to the next
until they finally reach the ground
to fertilize the sun-dried soil.

Remember, when the sky cries
it does so out of happiness,
as it offers to Mother Earth
another chance to grow again.
Β©2012
Autumn is coming, so a lot of rain this week. Gotta keep in mind that it's good.
Pandora dO
Written by
Pandora dO  Netherlands
(Netherlands)   
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