A Playful Nature!
The air is cool, the sun is warm
The breeze seems to float barely moving at all..
And I, well I stand and I wait with a smile
© Copyright 1998, K.T.L./Whimsical1
06/98
The flowers delight one’s senses and charm
with their scent while they move, they play as a child
The birdsong their laughter..their frolic so wild
then it jumps up to tease an oak, mighty and tall
and returns, just to dally, to dance through my hair.
It nuzzles my chin, whispering "love" in my ear.
Though I’m longing to dance with the wind all the while.
Then abruptly I’m off.. and I race with the breeze
As it rushes to join me, the brook giggles… "you tease… "
