Sound, music carried on the wind
life in seeds on the breeze
the fragrance of roses
the dance of the clouds
all of these on the wind
If the wind were to die
warming us, yes
wicking of heat gone for now
so much of life, caught in the breeze
sad if it were to end
January 12, 2010
conversation at Pembroke Village School
waiting for the Three Rivers School bus
January 12, 2010
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