Day Breeze
On a stroll through the park,
embraced by a breeze,
smiling cheerfully
as it whistles through the trees.
It lifts her hair,
swaying the long strands,
while she brushes them back
with the palms of her hands.
The sun caresses her
with its glare,
as leaves soar
in the autumn air.
She’s enjoying the warmth
of the southern wind,
wishing the breeze
will never end.
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