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Winds of Change

A soft caress on my cheek
hint of new growth in bloom
new breath into the land

Defiant, whirling around loose sand
here one moment gone the next
brings with it relief from heat

Falling leaves along the creek
rattling branches, descending color
chill in the air that I can not stand

A single snowflake upon the hand
whistling through barren trees
everything in peaceful sleep

For there is nothing left to seek
until change comes once more
the journey has been grand





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