Blow Gently Sweet Breeze
The clouds
are wispy today.
Ragged, tattered puffs
drifting apart.
Telling us that nothing
stays the same.
The good, bad, the ugly,
drifting across our path…
to scatter our lives
to the wind.
Blow gently sweet breeze,
blow gently.
Copyright © Charles Henderson | Year Posted 2013
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