The breeze is
Cold against
My skin
I can hear the
Birds chirping
The sky is clear blue
I can see the trees
And hear the river
From the greenbelt
Barton Hills Elementary
5
your vision, your voice
The breeze is
Cold against
My skin
I can hear the
Birds chirping
The sky is clear blue
I can see the trees
And hear the river
From the greenbelt
Barton Hills Elementary
5