Sweet Breezes


Sweet breezes, heavens ride
to and fro, home and wild
By the town and countryside
surge of fresh air, quick, mild.

Sweet breezes, soaring, scentless
like the fair English countess
Immaculately dressed, spotless,
dancing, joyful- happily remorseless.


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