Windchimes sway gently in the breeze,
The sound they make indeed does please.
Their music sounding as the sea,
Splashing and crashing merrily.
Windchimes dance, windchimes glow,
Windchimes sparkle like the snow.
In their beauty we behold
Colors both beautiful and bold.
Windchimes glowing like the sun,
Bring a smile to everyone.
Winchimes old as time will be,
Forever singing happily.
By Joanne Strohmeyer
FOR MORE ABOUT ME, Joanne Middleton (Strohmeyer)-Bishop Amat High class of 1982