A relished breeze hugging you
On this chilly winter morn,
May over the time transcend
Into a wild dusty storm
How much can you cover
Notwithstanding, it shall strike
Those tender unaware cheeks
Would be caught in surprises deep.
Breeze hugs, winter chills
And a few dusty storms
With their strokes are all there to be
A single tale of a rooted love
Will ever set any soul free