Kites flying,autumn leaves swirling
Dancing in the air.

Fresh and sweet,a healthy treat
Invisible, we know it's there.

Moving trees, a whispering breeze
Flowing through my hair.

Over vast oceans,high above plains
Glorious air is everywhere.

Children blow bubbles ,a sea gull glides
in the precious blanket of air.


By Julie Pisacane (2003)