SONNET CHAIN
        8^TH SONNET LISTEN
Come listen to the song of the cool breeze
As it whispers a message soft and sweet.
It rustles the leaves on the mother trees
Making them chatter as if pleased to meet.
Listen to the gurgling of brook and stream
As they hurry along their busy way,
Look at the patterns made by each sunbeam,
As it filters through the trees as they sway,
Prettier sights are seldom ever seen.
Come gather these treasures, memories sweet,
Close you eyes and listen to what has been,
So on sadder days give yourself a treat.
        Listen to the beauty of wholesome sound,
        Give thanks for the gift of hearing you found.

M Ann Margetson © August 8, 2001