<font color=darkviolet>The woods are like a symphony <br />playing their ever-lasting song. <br />To some it’s just cacophony, <br />but for me it is never wrong. <br />Because I listen for the notes, <br />understand what’s sung from birds’ throats. <br /> <br />I hear the wind through trees strumming <br />and the critters blowing their horns. <br />I can feel the acorns drumming. <br />Catch flowers trilling amongst the thorns. <br />For the woods are never silent; <br />a free mind unlocks the music meant. <br /> <br />(I had to make this about nature, have it feature a smilie, and use quite a bit of personification. I don't think I did too bad.)<br /><br />Jane Meyer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sylvan-symphony-school-assignment-9th/
