

Today the wind is unsettle and gusting with purpose.
A forceful gale making it known the weight of bearing
the hopes, dreams, songs and sorrow
of all who whisper their hearts
over the trees and away.
On this day and for all days to come,
I ask only this of the wind.
To please calm and
pass by me,
gently.
Jill Fitz 2016
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