THE EARTH The rain showered down on the back shiney pavement glistening as if a garden of freshly cut diamonds. The
grass lay softly
close to the earth; the
down wind blowing
gently around each blade.
The sun shown dimly through parted cloud
in
The earth was bound up carl
swafford
a
the blue sky. in
fragrance and gentleness; newly cleansed
and refreshed. peggy davis
^ Life
was
beautiful then
^
—
Clothing ourselves with strips of sunlight,
We And
billeting thru
forest trees
drank sweet sea foam from magic tulip cups played the games of the
wind and
crisp
leaves
Nights were soft and mysterious like
moss and toadstools
Taking us from the delightful unreal to the delightfully unreal.
Then we turned 10
— arlene potter
Jeanne freeman
