The wind ran excitedly,
Like an anxious young woman,
Eager to share the secrets
Which she heard the bushes whisper.
Eager to share the tales
Which she heard the mountains narrate.
With the grand old trees
Always pleasing,
And sometimes annoying them
With her chirpy chatters and endless musings.
Love,
~Pramegha
It’s a very good poem. I appreciate.
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Thank you so much.
Have a nice day!
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Wao !!
it’s beautiful 🌸..👍
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Thank you.☺
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Welcome 😊
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😃
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I like the manner in which you have personified the wind in here. Lovely!💙
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Thank you so much 🌸
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Love the imagery in this one 🙂
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Thank you.☺
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I have always been enamoured by the wind, the majesty of its forcefulness, whispering to me tales from distant places.
This is a beautiful post!
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The wind is definitely majestic and its humble too.
Thank you.
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