This is one of my early poems that I thought I would share before the book comes out. 🙂
Wind in the Trees
An invisible force that blows through the trees
The branches embrace this powerful breeze,
Swaying and dancing and waiting to say
“Hello, don’t you see? It’s a beautiful day!”
The trees wave to the birds, that fly overhead
As the Moon runs off to bed.
The rush of this force running through the leaves
Sounds like the crashing waves of the sea.
Is it part of Science, Superpower or God,
Or just the Earth breathing, peaceful and calm?
The Deep Thinker 
Scrolled down to find this after reading your comment. I love your style!
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Poetry helps my mind slow down and find some order, and I was excited to read some of your writing. This poem brought to mind a haiku from this Spring.
A mid-April day
Looking through the big window
Wind made visible
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This was actually an assignment for a literacy class I was taking for my education degree. We took a field trip outside and we wrote poems. 😊
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