Thursday, February 24, 2011

The Winds They Come

The Winds They Come

The winds they come

stirring up old dust

stinging eyes

swirling mind

then soft comes rain

washing all things clean

making clear the eyes

flowing free the mind

Sun bursts forth

onto the scene

rainbow kisses thee

heaven and earth

a memory

of what will be

~*~ Regina Ann


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