Wind
Wind whistles through the bare branches of life,
Igniting the soul like leaves in Spring.
Nurturing the delicate storm of strife,
Delicately fanning natures sting.
Penned 20th October 2015
Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2015
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