The BreezeA Poem by Terrell A. Pullen
She is my wind
Blowing ever so often Causing turbulence in my life's atmosphere Making the flag of my emotions sway from end to end Ever so often departing from me Leaving me thinking she wont return again My welcome sign once said available She blew that away The others are just seasons gone tomorrow When she comes, She's here to stay She creates clouds of drama Covering up what I like to call sunshine She stalks me Telling me she must be mine She is my wind Once she is gone I don't want her to return again © 2008 Terrell A. Pullen |
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Added on June 1, 2008 AuthorTerrell A. PullenSouth Holland, ILAboutDo'moning[da-mon-ing]The expression of love in it's truest essence! Rate my poem, Click here I am poetry in motion Artistry in the form of words Painting a picture with the Language of Love P.. more..Writing
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