A poem by Faith L. Sanders ~ Thursday, September 8, 1983
A southern breeze
through wide-open window
is ruffling the curtains tonight
It blows in my bedroom
fresh – fanning my face ~
a whispered caress of delight.
This summery breeze
on its fanciful fling
is fickle as fall evenings near.
And so I resolve
I will not think ahead
but bask in its warmth while it’s here.
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