Poetry

A BREATH OF FRESH AIR

By 16th December 2007December 9th, 2019No Comments

The simple life I love the best,
Not complicated or obsessed.
No thought required, but love and care,
Just like a breath, of fresh air.

I love the beauty born within,
No hatred, no criticism, no lust, no sin.
To see things clear, in sight no blur,
Just like a breath, of fresh air.

A flower blooms, within the spring,
For you I pick, to you I bring.
With all my love for you I care,
Just like a breath, of fresh air.

To have the woman that I love,
A gift from Heaven, high up above,
To have her close, just being there,
Just like a breath, of fresh air.

Peter Bruffell

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