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Daniel A. Stafford6/21/2000 12:41:36 PM
2/8/2010 5:27:37 AM
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The Silence Of Hot Air

Sunlight, dancing in the tree leaves,
playing hide and seek with puffy little white clouds.
Warmth, the freshest breath of spring breeze,
Green grass to tickle young toes.

A Sunday drive, windows open, countryside alive with green.
The cattle in pastures fair, rustic farms and windmills twirling in
sight.
Winding creeks and winding roads, a weekend June delight.
Redwing Blackbird darts on past, an arrow in the air.

Butterflies at the field, where the flowers grow.
Upon the ground before me, colored cloth so bright.
The basket of wicker there, the source of my delight.
The whooshing of hot air, filling luminous colored cloth up tight.

Stout ropes do hold us now, tethered to the ground.
Into the basket like an oversized picnic, a wonderful sight!
Overhead the balloon is full, painted rainbow on blue.
Released tethers snap loose, rushing roar of the burner sounds true.

A gentle rise into the azure sky,
And looking down the people are, tiny in my eye.
Towering white clouds claim the distance,
Lost in turquoise haze.

Right past your eyes the hawk soars by,
Never did he expect to see us fly!
Binoculars increase our gaze, upon the spread out world.
A toast with champagne, the blue sky totally unfurled.

The quiet here is beyond belief,
But maybe now that I float here in heaven,
'Tis to my great relief.
And with this thought I leave you now,

Dance timelessly, slowly, gracefully, partner to the wind.
Smile, you're on top of the world,
living in the realm of sunshine and eagles.
Yes the silence of hot air, and distant seagulls.

Serenity and peace.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C)2000




By: Daniel A. Stafford

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My imagination takes me to lovely places. Care to join me for a dream?

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