Saturday, October 6, 2012


You came.
And your breeze touched me.
You keep me alive
As you dance with my every sway.
The hurting snows keep pouring hard
But you sweep it with your gentle touch.
I know I cannot hold you forever
For the breeze is just passing.
Winter is but a moment
Gone when it's over.
So let me breathe with you
As long as you are here
Calm me my gale of wind.
The wintergreen is frail.

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