When Warm Breezes Floated Gently

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Holding each other at the lake, I can feel you breathing My Love,

as the ripples on the water take us back in time,

when warm breezes floated gently

and we were surrounded

by a world of leaves.

Hang on My Love

winter is

almost

over.

          

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2017, ancient skies

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Seagulls Descending for a Piece of Bread

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In our coldest moments our minds can drift back to the ocean

warmer days, the sun reflecting the light to our faces

and seagulls descending for a piece of bread

the noise of children playing, splashing,

while lovers hold hands walking

along the beach.

       

They say the ocean is beautiful with snowflakes

falling, but we never think of that

on the warmer days.

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies