William Smith Poet Ballad

Rain On Leaves and Breeze Through Trees

RAIN ON LEAVES 
AND BREEZE THROUGH TREES
REMINDS ME WHAT 
IT OUGHT TO BE.

A FEEL WITH ONLY SENSES,
TRUE.
I THINK OF ME. 
AND THINK OF YOU.

AND THINK OF US 
AND PRICELESS THINGS,
THINGS THAT MATTER, 
THINGS THAT BRING;

A PERFECT THOUGHT, 
A MEMORY,
I SEE YOU THERE. 
YOU SEE ME HERE?

AHH…SWEET SWEET NIGHT
THE BREEZE STILL BLOWS.
I’LL SLEEP TONIGHT
AND THINK OF YOU.

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Sonya Kyle October 15, 2014 at 9:54 AM I loved this poem. I was whimsical & very pretty. Thanks for sharing. #TheRealityPoet

Cynthia Ferguson October 15, 2014 at 6:26 AM very pretty and sentimental