GROUNDED
I am home I am grounded Peace permeates the atmosphere Dogwoods bloom In pink and white Cardinals chirp incessantly I wonder of what they speak About the days happenings The sky is clear blue Without a cloud in sight A dragonfly flits by I am sure I felt whirls of wind As he passed by The sun is warm on my skin If I didn't know better I would worship it as a god. I am home Feet planted I am grounded Simona A. Brinson
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