Whirling, floating,dancing free
a plastic bag is what you see...
Chirping,singing,beautiful melodies,
Cute little birds playing in the trees.
Oceans of gold,
feilds of wheat
mountains of melons,
sunset sweet
seas of light,
waves of moonbeams,
thakyou creator,
for all the little things...
copyright c. 2004
ginger sharpe
written in 2000
