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Summer Breeze

How I love the warm summer breeze
Blowing it's majesty through the trees
Teasing my hair in a playful way
Bringing me peace as I write today

Tickling my face with its tender touch
Wishing it was your hands oh so much
How my thoughts run away from me
To think it started with this gentle breeze

Blowing my papers now as if to say
He knows you love him, come now and play
Feel the wonder of this simple pleasure
Moments like these I can't help but treasure

Spinning around in this carefree dance
I laugh at myself as I lose my chance
For the wind has taken my words on a whim
I guess it knows I will always love him

~THE FLOWING PEN~


 






 
 
 


 
 

 




 
 





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Summer Breeze