Feel
Feel
I feel The breeze through my hair. And The rain upon my face. A touch, a warm embrace. I feel The warmth of the sun amazing grace. The Scent of spring fills the air. Yet there you are, simply unaware.
Copyright © Debra Easterling | Year Posted 2015
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