Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Softly the breeze came blowing...

Dr Abe V Rotor 

Trees by a stream in acrylic by the author

Softly the breeze came blowing, cool and free, 

picking leaf after leaf from every tree; 
each an event of the woods' history, 
and the youth in me, 
in sweet memory.

Note: Try this verse as lyrics of a ballad with guitar accompaniment. 
Or into Acapella for the violin or piano.

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