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The Silent Victor

By Wil C. Fry, 1990.05.09

(Copyright © 1990 and 2016by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.)

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Rough, hard granite; fresh, green moss
Soft, damp soil clinging to my toes
Fragrant blossoms in Nature’s Canopy
Lazy, glowing, yellow warmness from the sun
Brisk, healthy breeze flows by
Colored leaves rustling
Little furry paws in the underbrush
Rested physique; Refreshening
Increased Bliss
No End
Fading thoughts; Nature immersion
Lazy eyes, slowing pulse
Sleep overcomes.



I wrote this for a class in high school.



From “My Little Pink Book”. Click here to see a larger version.




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