Softly the breeze came, cool and free ...
Dr Abe V Rotor
Dr Abe V Rotor
Trees by a stream in acrylic by the author
Softly the breeze came, cool and free,
picking leaf after leaf from each tree,
each an event of the woods' history,
and my youth in sweet memory.
Note: Try this verse as lyrics of a ballad with guitar accompaniment.
Or into acapella, or solo on the violin, flute or piano. ~
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