Nap in a Hammock
the wind with random gusts
disturbs my peaceful sleep
with jarring jerks it does
destroy the rest I seek
it startles me awake
with cold and jagged slaps
my breath it tries to take
my skin it quickly chaps
the sun tries to restore
a sense of calm and ease
but gusting ever more
the wind persists its tease
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