A Soft Breeze
By Freya B
A soft breeze brushes through the air,
Sending ripples through the water.
The pond glistens in the sun,
While seven dusky moorhens float on the surface.
They dive and plummet with nearly no sound,
Searching for food out of our sights.
The chirping of birds soaring through the clear skies.
The chatting of friends sitting in a circle on the deck.
This sunny, winters day.
Such a calming sensation.
What more could I want,
When the soft breeze brushes through the air?