I see me running
like the wind upon wings
with endless lungs
and a heart that sings
I see the sky touch the ground
where the heavens all turn red
it weighs heavily on my eyes
it is time to rest my head
Author notes
picture credit: www.artistsblog.net/tag/southwest/
A contest entry
- THROUGH THE EYES OF A CHILD by Whispering Wind.
700 points, ended December 30, 2008, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I could feel your words as though a child spoke them...short and filled with a chlid like wonder...thank you so much for entering
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Short but good. Like most healthy young boys, always in a hurry and then tired out at the end of the day.
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Thank you, my best wishes.
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I do enjoy your short write Sir.
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What excitement a child must feel looking out into the valley. Good poem Karl. Good luck in the contest.
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Thank you Katie, my best wishes.
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