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Windsong
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april’s ember
long denied
waits for me
behind sad eyes
heart calls gently
in the breeze
mine’s like a kite
hung in the trees
string worn bare
almost broken
tail torn off
fabric open
feel the wind
slowly shifting
winter lingers
in the distance
dawn's kind smile
parts the haze
says don’t give up
love finds a way
Runnells, Iowa ‘09 |

Photo -
"Kite Eating Cherry Tree" by
philliefan99