Bill Simmons

Blowing In The Breeze - Poem by Bill Simmons

I was asked by a small child
What is love, why can't I see
I placed her on my knee and said
Why, it's blowing in the breeze

Beneath the hour glass
Beneath the stone
Where the line of life it so exist
Where memories linger on

Where the beach it meets the sea
Where mountains beget trees
Where rainbows they never end
Where stars at night they gleam

Where the wind it blows and grass it grows
And where the birds they sing
Where the rivers and lakes of this earth
Are nourished by her streams

Where the call, a child cries
And is comforted at night
Where a mother holds it in her arms
And whispers, it's alright

So is love, it's everywhere
It's in the air you breath
One day you'll know it, growing up
You will feel it in the breeze.

copyright 2005 Bill Simmons

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Blowing In The Breeze by Bill Simmons

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 23, 2005

Famous Poems

  1. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  5. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  6. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  7. Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  8. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
    Mary Elizabeth Frye
  9. I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
    Pablo Neruda
  10. Television
    Roald Dahl
[Report Error]