**the Gunner And The Buttercup Comments

The words- blowing wind, swaying, breezing sighs all add attraction to the ‘sweeping’ action of the mind to the 'furthest corner of fantasy'...sighs- indicative of class room boredom? In the subsequent stanzas, your mind leads your fantasies very well down from your window- your class room constraint- to the fields- vast open freedom- Your fantasy picks up a mate from the ‘freedom fields’ and to end your boredom as told by the last stanza... i think this last part could have been real and no fantasy! Beautiful poem thinking of a 23 year old student...10/10