Invisible and yet so real,
My gentle breezy friend;
I always know you are passing by,
When the trees nod their heads.
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A lovely Quatrain! I would live to quote the last stanza of your poem, “Your joy is just a gentle wind/That cuddles and caresses my skin/Your anger is a violent blizzard/That wreaks havoc like a brakeless train”. Thanks for sharing such a fascinating piece of poetry!
Loaded with lovely lessons that are both creative and compelling! Well done my friend!
the breeze touch upon all of us in all forms.we feel it, we sense it, in fact, we exist on it...thank you dear poet for bringing these to the fore.
Great poem with a superb personification. Flawless flow and expression. Thanks you, Dear Frank. This is my fav poem now.
Beautifully crafted and lyrical. Thank you for sharing.