Summer breezes blow gently by,
The pink puffed clouds adorn the sky.
Rain dancing softly upon the ground,
Awed by the beauty all around.
Water droplets cascading the rose,
Birds chirp a tune they've composed.
Everywhere I look, is wonder I see.
Rainbows of hope, show their colors to me.
Rolling down the hill, are children at play,
Youthful with no cares for the day.
Hear the songs of nature's call,
Enraptured by the sound of it all.
Admiration of the splendor I view,
Visions of love and peace so true.
Encompassed by these dreams of when,
Nothing is known, but my strawberry heaven.
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Written July 20th, 2006
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A contest entry
- Acrostics by EverLast.
300 points, ended July 23, 2006, 8 entries
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Beautiful imagery...
I loved the fluidic rhyme. Truly, the portrait you have penned here is as sweet as "strawberry heaven." These are captured moments of nature, and everything that dwells there.
Knight70
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good luck i n the contest
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