My Birthday Gift From Siren

Happy Birthday Dove... I'm late...as usual *g*....
The Summer Wind.... for you......
Saturday, 23-Oct-1999 03:23:20 

The Summer Wind

In mid-afternoon hush,
a rippling begins;
a mild crescendo,
of wind swept harmony.
Soothing the senses,
easing the soul,
a melodic breeze
sultry and calm.
Petulant birds,
fly from its wake,
torn from their song,
as beauty it makes;
rustling the leaves,
cooling warm skin.
Sweeping through valleys;
whistling serenade,
bearing the scents,
of a mild summer's day.
Rich with the fruit,
of a succulent earth;
heady excitement,
fermented and brewed,
by each small component,
into a whole.
Warming elixir;
as relaxation seeps,
into the core,
healing the hurt.
Lost in the twilight,
as slowly it fades,
leaving a richness,
of memories cured.
Wrapped in tight bundles,
against cold winter's blue;
a legacy of sunlight,
addressed just to you.

Hope your day was great Cynthia :o)

Siren- the tardy and elusive-

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