The Wind
A poem about the wind

Outside
The windy breeze
Ruffles my hair
And
Cools my face
During a pandemic
That invades
My space.
It pushes
The branches
Up and down
Swaying regally
Side to side
A cooling sensation
As the sun’s
Dazzling…
Outside
The windy breeze
Ruffles my hair
And
Cools my face
During a pandemic
That invades
My space.
It pushes
The branches
Up and down
Swaying regally
Side to side
A cooling sensation
As the sun’s
Dazzling…
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The Lark shares fictional short stories and poetry
An author/writer of fiction novels and poetry living in London writing about her experiences on Medium. dlarkin121@gmail.com