Here comes the wind
blowing through my silk hair.
The wind is floating me up
in the sky and the feel of
clouds touching my injured body,
waking me up,
telling me Listen and
Look at yourself,
You’re fine, and
No more injuries.
I’m being healed,
and I feel as if God touched my
heart and made me a beautiful dove.
Flying through the
baby blue sky,
now the
taste of
the wind
blows
through my mouth,
and wind makes
my imagination
go enthusiastically crazy.
Oh! how
great the breeze feels
through my white
silky feathers.
by Theresa Rubio, 3rd Grade
Illustration Friday – Wind
Originally uploaded by A Little Hut to flickr
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Comments
Amazing work, as usual. I love the white silky feathers as well as the astute feelings that fill this piece!
What a lovely poem! I love the line ‘The wind is floating me up’ etc. Well done!
i swear to god,, i am re-enlisting in elementary school ,, just for the inspiration… this was phenomenal… and a third grader??? i am ashamed of myself……
your kids churn out so well. i am glad i know you and your kids.
Some excellent use of words here. It works very well.