Author: merja
Date:Mar 25 2007
bird on thin bough sits
balances yet does not break
bending quietly.
stroller on his walk
stops here in a city park
open eyes aloft.
wind shifts her breeze now
fixing me within her gaze
loosens autumn leaves.
shroud unwinds the days
while Winter whines
it cannot wake me.
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