By Victoria Pirenoglu
A long lost breeze has swept through the cracks of my window,
whispering a sweet hello.
Goosebumps reach up with joy,
to feel the return of a much anticipated welcome home.
It sweeps me off through the night,
for when I awake
the sun is kissing my pores good morning
And that friendly breeze bids adieu,
just to return for a goodnight.