Poetry

My Best Friend

by , Age 12 , USA

I love the color of the breeze
Flying free in the sky
Nothing can hold it back
Until the ice comes 
The wind freezes over
The outside is still
The leaves fall out of the trees
Hitting the cold ground
But if you wait
The breeze will come
Blowing cooley into spring
Heating slowly into the summer

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