A Windflower

A Windflower

The wind stooped down and wrote a sweet, small word,
But the snow fell, and all the writing blurred:
Now, the snow gone, we read it as we pass,
The wind’s word in the grass.

— Lizette Woodworth Reese, for more see A Branch of May

This poem is offered as part of our March theme: Air, Breath, Wind

T.S. Poetry

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