Tiny Breezes

Tiny breezes which
Spread the waves,
Are not that calm,
During Summer days.

It growls at the windows,
For they’re in the way,
Hissing much silently,
You’ll know it’s May.

The breezes grew up.
They were tiny once.
From paper to boats, Now
They make the ships dance.

As the queue proceeds,
The breeze washes away.
Summer walks out the door,
The tiny breezes sway.

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