As she sits alone on the hillside watching the sunrise <br />Silence is golden, movement is absent <br />Upon the grassy fields she sees shadowing darkness <br />The freshness in the air surrounds her intensely <br /> <br />Silence is golden, movement is absent <br />Dawn breaks, the skies come alive <br />The freshness in the air surrounds her intensely <br />Birds flutter freely tweetering 'good morning' <br /> <br />Dawn breaks, the skies come alive <br />Upon the grassy fields she sees shadowing darkness <br />Birds flutter freely tweetering 'good morning' <br />As she sits alone on the hillside watching the sunrise<br /><br />Lisa Cresswell Wilkinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-pantoum-alone-on-the-hillside/
