To The Summer Breeze

By well-wisher

Fri, 06 Jul 2012
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Sweet, gentle spirit of the Summer breeze
who whispers words of love in leaves of trees.
It’s joy to feel the soft touch of your hand;
your cooling breath, like being gently fanned.
Feel free to stroke my hair across my eyes
and let me breathe, on you, my happy sighs.

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Submitted by TVR on
Hi John. Really liked this, succinct, tender and touching. I like the compactness and uniformity of the text, and great rhyming. Nice to read one of your poems for a change. Love affair with the breeze - nice one. Just one typo - I think you meant 'breathe' not 'breath' in your final line? Much enjoyed. Trev

TVR

Submitted by well-wisher on
Thanks, Trev. Glad you enjoyed it and thanks for the correction.

Oh look, a link. I wonder where it leads.

JoHn

Submitted by Denzella on
Hello Well-Wisher Just added you to my list of people to read. I don't know what is the best way to keep up with everybody but trying new system now. Anyway, I liked this poem very much and I wanted to tell you so. The second line particularly appealed to me. Just one thing...what summer? Still, sometimes it's best to live in our imagination or in someone else's. Much enjoyed Moya