The zephyr blows softly; Carrying melodies of auld; Assisting, in the remembrance; Of forgotten places and faces-- Igniting the sleeping heart. The zephyr blows softly; Inundating the air, With delighful smells of yore-- Suffusing the soul of souls, With fond memories of home. The zephyr blows softly; An evanescent echo of hope, Fills the land, to brimming-- Enkindling kindness and love. It's that time of the year, again. "The Zephyr Blows Softly" #zephyr #yqbaba