Wynter Breeze

She gently blows through life

With not a single care in the world,

A formally known artist asked

“Could she be the most beautiful girl?”


A lovely, carefree spirit

As cool as the night air,

Bringing comfort to a humid existence

She lives her truth for all who dare.


She dances through earth’s stillness

To melodies that guide her soul,

Stringing together each minuet

As they reveal the stories untold.


This cold, crisp presence in the distance

Can quiet a heart full of pleas

With her chilling beauty that brings peace of mind –

And they call her “Wynter Breeze.”


~McKinzie Manor~


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