Breezy Secrets!

Cloud had cried all day that day Once she heard Breeze blow by Without knocking Breeze blew in While her whispers ...lingered in the sky Boisterous Cedar had carelessly bellowed Saying how ugly was her cloud friend Cedar’s hate was mindlessly spoken Thoughtlessly repeated again by the wind Breeze had saddened Cloud that day Unaware that cloud had heard We must all learn to keep silent Verses saying anything so absurd Father Fir Tree was so delighted Standing tall shading the ground Listening intently to Babbling Brook To things she had discovered and found Breeze’s stories always pass by There is more to life than it seems Karma always chooses her time Hence....Don't repeat hateful things!