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I Wonder

There is a whisper through the wind a sort of haunting yet charming thing. A quiet flutter from an old oak tree while cricket's perfect rhythm replenish the land I sit by placidly as if seized by a dream, closing my eyes: I wonder and wonder and wonder but I'll never know

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David Mchattie

Date: 4/15/2019 4:36:00 PM

In old horror movies, where the characters are walking through the woods. A slight gust of wind usually means something is going to change for the worst. I like your peaceful approach better. Very well written poem. Have added this to my fav list. Have a great day.

Allen Beilschmidt Sr.
Date: 4/15/2019 5:20:00 PM

Thank you David