Bird

living the high life

flying high in the sunlight

I'm free as a bird!

Wind

pulling at my clothes

and whistling through the trees

mischievous wind

Damp

the tempest has passed

I walk out into sunlight

and breathe the damp air

Balloon

floating high above

tethered only by a string

high above the world

Chimes

the wind blows swiftly

bringing with it a quiet song,

a soft melody

Chill

the chill numbs my face

as I exhale, a cloud forms

fogging my glasses