Silent Pictures Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silent Pictures



Early evening breezes blowing leaves rapidly, having
them brush the atmosphere with their gentle and frail
fingers.

Boughs bending and lending themselves to the gentle
wind, beautiful pictures of nature being silent, yet
adept in this phase of life.

Standing out on photographic screens to be remembered
forever.

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