February's Child
Can you hear the dried leaves fall and spiral down from the tree that stands so tall?
They rest upon your hair that tangled in despair as your eyes blazed in exquisite delight, when you took a passing glance on the wondrous sight. And leave a smile on everyone you see.
The crackling of the riverside that drowned in Autumn leaves lingered in echoes. A fallen tree had barricaded itself upon the icy waters and drew a line through the bubbling stream.
You blinked twice when the droplets filled and twinkled on your lashes, as you kicked around the pebbles and ashes.
Your calm and storm-less charm caused the sun to kiss your cheek and made you blush. A cheerful spirit that no one could crush. You danced your way through the dull street brightening up the faces of everyone you meet. And you caressed the wind that hushed and whistled through the branches of the trees, that swayed gracefully with the invulnerable breeze.
06/21/11
