My Current Affair
My Current Affair
The wind teases the chimes, they laugh a pretty melody
The tree tops wave to the clouds…
The leaves whisper summer gossip..
Playfully tender, the sun peeks out
And the shadows dance to the music
The flowers curtsy and bow
Wisps of hair tickle my face, soft like the wings of a butterfly
Hello my friend
My current of air
My breeze
I hope you stay awhile…
Katylove©2009
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