I love a gentle breeze
that playfully skips around,
shuffling the leaves
and ringing the wind chimes
as it dances around my head
and whispers in my ear,
secrets of exciting adventures
and faraway places.
After all, the wind has been
...everywhere.
Yes, wind is a seasoned traveller. Beautiful poem, Ida. Regards Naseer
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An observation most probably overlook, and one of life's simple pleasures. Thank you, Ida. Frank