Sighing of the Breeze
Have you ever really heard
The sweet twitter of the night bird,
Flying towards the refuge trees:
It's like the sighing of a breeze.
Two lovers sit on make shift bench,
Strangely they spoke in makeshift French,
Hoping their sweet whispers would please:
It's like the sighing of a breeze.
A boy and a girl ate their meal,
Time for play, oh just hear them squeal
The children run and laugh and tease:
It's like the sighing of a breeze.
The parents discuss the future
Their love, growth, success and nature
Their love mature, their hands they squeeze:
It's like the sighing of a breeze.
God sees all of His creation,
The beauty of their vocation
Like the greenery of the trees:
It's like the sighing of a breeze.
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