A bird gives the message back to
and sings a silent prayer that makes the rain cry.
but they never really go away.
The spirits up there put the sun to
wake up grass,
and spin the earth in dizzy circles.
can see them
dancing in a cloud during the daytime,
when they're supposed to be sleeping.
They paint the rainbows
and also the sunsets
and make waves splash and tug at the tide.
They toss shooting stars
and listen to wishes.
And when they sing wind songs,
they whisper to us,
don't miss me too much.
The view is nice
and I'm doing just fine.
A big thank you also goes out to Blue Mountain Arts
for giving me permission to use the above poem.
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