The Breeze. Poem by Ross Mabey

Poem - The Breeze

By Ross Mabey.

The breeze blew gently through the shadows of the trees,
It danced its way through the fallen golden Autumn leaves.
It sighed when it saw the cycle nearly done,
As the day ends in the glory of the setting sun.

It meandered through those winter days,
Through rain, sleet, snow and foggy haze.
Till the sun shone bright on a new scene,
And smiled as Spring adorned its coat of green.

Copyright © 2008. Ross Mabey.

Written: March 15th 2008.