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I am the warm breeze
the sun and the moon both shine
nature is singing
About the Creator
Winterthorne
Winterthorne stood alone at the edge of the park. The beautiful snow that had surrounded him was all trampled now, from the feet of all of the children who had built him. He missed the sparkly clean snow blanket, but he was happy that so many children had come out to make him.
By Laura DePacea day ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
Truly elegant imagery. Love the idea of "nature singing." And you taught me a new word! Lovely piece as always.