I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast, I am alone at midnight. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Beneath our feet a fairy pathway flows, The grass still glitters in the summer breeze, The dusky wood, and distant copse appear,… — Robert Montgomery Copy Share Image
A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing and mojito in your hand. — Bar Refaeli Copy Share Image
A silence reigns upon the air, Upon the pansies by the shore, Upon the violets, pale and fair, Upon the willow, bending… — George Arnold Copy Share Image
“Not a dandelion in sight here, the lawns are picked clean. I long for one, just one, rubbishy and insolently random and… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
