The Sweetest BreezeA Poem by Just ManooshFor my husband, he who forever moans he cannot understand my poetry. Something small, perhaps a "work-in-progress". MxThe Sweetest Breeze
When I see clouds, you call the sun,
When I need help, to me you run.
When I need space, you let me roam,
When I am tired, you are my home.
When winter comes, you are my coat,
When the music fails, you are my note.
When cruelty strikes, you are my shield,
In natures greatness you are the field.
© 2009 Just ManooshAuthor's Note
Reviews
|
Stats
649 Views
8 Reviews Shelved in 1 Library
Added on October 29, 2009Last Updated on October 29, 2009 AuthorJust ManooshWonderland, South East England., United KingdomAboutMusic Playlist at MixPod.com Outside the Cafe Esperanza e inspiracin (Hope and Inspiration) Everyday without exception I shed silent tears. Just ask me, I won't bite. N.. more..Writing
Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
|