Summer Breeze
The summer breeze that ruffle your hair hath travelled far and wide to be there
Cross oceans wide and mountains high through fields of flowers and deep blue sky
Swayed tree tops of green and those covered with snow always west were the sun duth go
Moved clouds of white and those dark as night that hold lightning bolt that scar the night
And when you it touches think what I say think of where it hath been yesterday
Copyright © Stephen Morrow | Year Posted 2014
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