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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