Windy Weather
I crept along, not very fast
and wished I'd heeded the newscast
on windstorm.
It was impossible to see
through all the whirling, thick, debris
from windblast.
I feared I'd bring myself disgrace
by reaching destination place
so windblown.
By: Joyce Johnson
11/15/14
For contest Fire, Earth, Wind.
preferred word: wind
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2014
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