Life's A Breeze

· poetry

The wind blew her hair wildly

like a fiery blaze

A strand of hair fell across her face

like a tour guide waving your attention to a magnificent masterpiece

or a Price Is Right model showcasing a new car

I loved that she didn’t brush it away

as if she and the breeze were old friends

and that was exactly where she wanted it to be

JArtB

21 January 2024

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