The following is a cinquain poem, a poem of 5 lines with the following syllables per line: 2, 4, 6 8, 2. Try one! They are fun. This is the second of three short tributes to the changing weather I'm planning this week. And now, the poem:
Breezes
Breezes Caress my cheek Kissing warm breath of spring Chasing chilly disposition of March
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