I Am The Breeze Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Peaceful I come
I'm the breeze
On summer's blossom
And trees

You may hear
My whispering tongue
I'm everywhere
But I don't stay long

Day and night
Are on my wings
And the early light
In the morning that sings

I'm everywhere
With my hopeful song
I'm everywhere
Weak and strong

I am summer's friend
Coming and going
Each fragrances blend
Circling and slowing

I'm in the clouds
As they drift on by
I'm within the crowds
That look up to the sky

I'm everywhere