Nature In It's World

• Zoe Puls, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2013

Waltzing and floating feathers, slowly picked up by gustly winds.
Whipping water is mixed with mini drops of dust.
Gliding eagles are flying in the leafy storm.
Wherever the wind blows, twirling leaves fall off trees.

Automnal pure white clouds cover the beaming sun.
My hair dances with the wild blooming wind.
Leaves bounce like a lively human.
Wherever the wind blows, my heart goes as well.