That there breath of air
you calls a breeze –
it ain’t nothin’ but a
mellow tickle …
– James ‘Kuntry Mode’ Steerforth
Written upon inspiration by breeze, mellow and tickle from 3WW.
And now, by the one and only true master of the breeze:
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LOVE IT!
Here’s mine:
http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/03/16/lucky-to-call-you-friend/
too funny I love your poem
Love love love.
Love the voice. Love the feel. Love the sentiment. Love the simplicity.
lovely word play here. smiles..
Nice and breezy…like a breath of fresh air!
That is totally brilliant in its’ bevity and clarity.
Took me right to Bossier City, Louisiana. Sitting outside and watching day go by.
Thank you
Short and sweet
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