Dear Wind

Hello my viewers. It has certainly been a long time since I last wrote on here! I have had a spur of creativity and am writing much faster than I have been in the past. So I thought I would add another poem to the mix. This is a poem called Dear Wind. I hope you enjoy it.

Dear Wind

Hello wind

Good afternoon, breeze

My dear friend, the cool air:

I hear you!

Rushing to greet me,

Racing through leaves and brambles

To blow through my hair

And tickle my cheeks.

You have never been good

At surprising me, dear wind.

After all, my close friends,

The trees,

Enjoy warning me of your approaching

Through the song of their branches

Swaying,

Humming like some ancient instrument

You might hear echoing

In the tongues

Of an amber fire.

You are never far from me,

Lovely breeze.

You are always there

Waiting to gust past

My bare arms.

Making me chill long enough to know

I am alive

Before you race and hide away

Like a boomerang.

Hey ho!

Dear wind!