She And I, Waiting For Breezes Poem by eve Taylor

She And I, Waiting For Breezes



I love early spring,

she sings softly,

I can feel softness,

as breezes blow over her,

I listen quietly to the sounds,

and she feels a calm,

I know I'll be warming,

for soon she'll feel sunny days,

as I also love Autumn's ways,

she knows they'll come soon,

for season's always change,

for in between stages' rage

Sunday, November 4, 2018
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