GENTLE BREEZE

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GENTLE BREEZE

 WAVES CRASH AGAINST THE SAND
BLUE SKIES, WARM AIR, SEAGULS FLY
 RUSH OF THE WATER ON MY FEET

 A GENTLE BREEZE GOES BY,

BIG DUNES I WALK ALL ALONE, END OF
BEACH AM I, LOOKING OUT TO THE  SEA
 
 A GENTLE BREEZE GOES BY

CHILDREN PLAY THE DAY AWAY, MOTHERS
STANDING BY, FATHERS PLAY BALL WITH THEIR SONS

A GENTLE BREEZE GOES BY.

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

sexysasha’s Poems (14)

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MY FATHER 4
Celtic Smiles 1
THE CLOUDS 1
LOST 0
LIGHT HEARTED AM I 1
GENTLE BREEZE 0
my life 0
WHO AM I? 1
I SIT ALONE 1
I LIVE OUT ON THE EDGE 0
mother nature 0
Once Along Time Ago 3
INSIDE MY HEART 1
THE LITTLE GIRL IN THE PARK 0