The Beckoning Breeze

                      By Susan Abramson http://torontodesigners.com/blog/

The breeze blows softly on a beautiful summer day;
Cool and soothing, it calls us to come and play.

“Don’t stay inside,” it chides as it flows
Freely through the curtains;
Its urgency grows.

You belong with me, out here flying free;

Good things await you, come out and see.

Don’t wait another second,

Don’t wait another breath,
Listen to the call and find Nature’s wealth.

                                                                    MAL 6/30/13