Brush of Air
Ever feel a chill up your spine?While waiting for a bus or street light
While in the stores shopping
Or just milling about the house
A brush of air wisps by you
Then for no reason at all, you jump
As though someone just touched you
You think to yourself " What the heck? "
There's no one around you, anywhere
You wonder for a second what it could be
Something mysterious hanging about
Reaching out and making contact
An angel, a ghost, a playful nymph?
It's eerie, but I hope it makes you think
Take pause and wonder, to smile
They picked you to say hello to
So just say hello the next time it happens
Put a smile on your face and
Have a joyous blissful day
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