Monday, June 15, 2009

Playing In The Wind

I watch as they play together, the purples and yellows.
Up and down the street they run.
Swirling, twirling, and gliding together.
They leap up, and dance their ways back down to the ground.
I glance up at the flowers still on the trees and wonder,
Are they waiting for their turns to fall to the street and play,
Or clinging to the tree hoping they're not next?


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