The steady hammering of the rain
on the roof signaled that
today was going to be a wet one.

An early morning breeze escaped from
between the folds of my skirt,
and he turned and glanced at me.

Our morning greeting took on a tone
of delightful repartee as he teased me
unmercifully and interminably.

Suddenly, the wind shifted direction,
caught him quite by surprise,
and it was my turn for raillery.

This is harmonious companionship,
growing old together in style,
an utopia of two hearts connected as one.

There's nothing better than a little breeze
to cool off any relationship
and to keep life blowing in the right direction.