The Breeze
Please gentle, calm and sweet Breeze.
That stems from off the sea,
Breezemy spirit gently and calmly,
And bring to me softly
Thoughts and dreams of kinder times past
When I was young and had a gentler soul..
Visible only through the dance and skip of the weary leaves and trees.
She is the big beautiful Breeze. Miss Breeze.
leaves and trees.
Copyright © Lord Cam | Year Posted 2025
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