Warm breezes glide across an open space, <br />with such invisible grace, <br />as if they were off on a chase, <br />wafting softly against my face, <br />with urgency to win an endless race. <br /> <br />Balmy breezes flow between large dense trees, <br />with such a veritable ease, <br />and one can tell, they do as they please, <br />tickling the feet, the legs and knees, <br />with urgency there’s a longing to tease. <br /> <br />Gentle breezes pass smoothly on their way, <br />with such a persistence, they play, <br />for to them it’s just another day, <br />they cannot stop and cannot stay, <br />with urgency they ruffle the rosebay. <br /> <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/warm-balmy-and-gentle-breezes/
