Gentle Breeze Poem by Kondwani Simwaba

Gentle Breeze
There is a gentle breeze outside rushing through my window and with every ounce of it my heart thumps with Joy; there is a gentle breeze outside rushing through my window and with every ounce of it happiness is my ploy; there is a gentle breeze outside rushing through my window and with every ounce of it I grow away from being just a boy; there is a gentle breeze outside rushing through my window and with every ounce of it i don't hurt because my heart is no longer a toy and so with my feelings you can no longer toy.
There is a gentle breeze outside rushing through my window and with every ounce of it i grow strong; there is a gentle breeze outside rushing through my window and with every ounce of it for once my decision to face my fears is not wrong; there is a gentle breeze outside rushing through my window and with every ounce of it my heartbeat leaps into a song; there is a gentle breeze outside rushing through my window and with every ounce of it my face is no longer long and so my success to come will not take long.
There is a gentle breeze outside rushing through my heart, warming every part so i can no longer cry; this gentle breeze makes me feel like i could fly; see, there is a gentle breeze outside rushing through my heart so with this beauty why then should i sigh? I tell you, there is a gentle breeze outside rushing through my window and with every ounce of it everything is mended including my broken tie, so the truth shall elate me and not a lie... KingTMC