SOFT BREEZES
As soft
breezes
gently
touch.
They
tangle
my
hair.
Whispering
leaves
sing a
love
song.
So
sweetly
the
angels
listen.
Clouds
drift
away,
The sun
penetrates,
heats
up
the
day.
Warming
my
spirit.
Once
again
I
am
renewed.
copyright by heather burns