Silver Breeze
Floating in the silver breeze.
A sherbet sky glistened upon her wings
A fairy lass so small and sweet floats without a cease
Bending grass and trees
Awakening flowers from the freeze
She rides the silver breeze
Opening the day, anew
She then plays out her tune
In response the world communes
Bees awake with their buzz
And doves sing out tune
All in light of the silver breeze
The fairy falls asleep to the tune
Her world will freeze with the breeze
Until the day blooms anew
This poem is about:
Our world