Whispers in the Wind

  I hear whispers in the wind,
On Summer's last day.
Echoes of sunshine
Drifting;
Lifting away.

Reaching for the clouds
In glimmering waves.

Bursting through the trees
In rainbow colored rays
Shattering into tiny
Bits of light.

Dancing through the air
In shimmering bubbles of delight.

Whispers in the Wind

A feather light caress;
Softly Summer sighs,
My time has come.

I hear whispers in the wind,
On Summer's last day.
So long my warm and lovely friend.

Until you come back again,
I'll treasure those sunny days.

Linda Burger

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