A Perfect Breeze

A Perfect Breeze

 

Covered with fluffy sheep

as far as the eye could see,

the sky was a rare breed.

 

The sheep bring with them a perfect breeze

A breeze that chimes among my eaves,

a breeze that brushes against my window

asking to visit not for long.

 

Grandpa taught me how to listen to the weather.

How a look at the sky, or a touch of the Great Lake

would tell us for certain whether the fish would bite

or if we would return home instead to enjoy a grape Fanta.

 

Since that day, every morning I wake and look to the sky,

maybe just maybe the sweet sheep will have returned.

Bringing with them the perfect breeze to stay.

 

Today the sky is a usual blue.

Pretty, but not unusual.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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    April 26, 2017