SONNET BREEZE

(Edson Nelson Soares Botelho)

The passing breeze

Involving my face

The breeze passes quickly

And laugh at my hair

It is the breeze of beauty of love

Indicating the way I should go

Most of all is the love charm

What does joy everyday

The breeze passes petting

Giving feeling the love

Helping to feel the magic of love

Living in reality

Feeling the scent of flowers

Attracted youth in the garden of love