gently the breeze
kisses the flowers dangling
from the tender branch…
they shy and curl
their petals
blushing in crimson scarlet hue…
like an old melody
playing on a piano
the breeze sings the tune
the song of love.
gently the breeze
kisses the flowers dangling
from the tender branch…
they shy and curl
their petals
blushing in crimson scarlet hue…
like an old melody
playing on a piano
the breeze sings the tune
the song of love.
