To Breeze! ! !

Play not with me O wanton Breeze!
enjoy with flower-laden trees...

speak! for whom you softly blow?
tell me whom you want to please?

my friends you know are far from me
but joys of friendship never cease.

impress me not by pleasant fun
I relish not your melodies.

I value your so fleeting glee
O jolly, gentle, morning breeze! ! !

poem by Shahzia Batool
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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