Silver Breeze

Floating in the silver breeze.

A sherbet sky glistened upon her wings

A fairy lass so small and sweet floats without a cease

Bending grass and trees

Awakening flowers from the freeze

She rides the silver breeze

 

Opening the day, anew

She then plays out her tune

In response the world communes

Bees awake with their buzz

And doves sing out tune

All in light of the silver breeze

The fairy falls asleep to the tune

Her world will freeze with the breeze

Until the day blooms anew

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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