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Apr 1
A friend stopped by
Refreshing breeze to the senses
Sitting alone I knew I wasn’t alone
Thoughts came to mind and was inspired
Ideas of some sort
Each and every whisk of the wind was encouraging
The skies whose clouds were wise
I was visualizing eye to eye
My mind then focused on reset
The wind alone had that effect
Friendly voices seem to echo through the breezes
All I could say was “What a relieve”
Sad at one moment and transformed into happy the next
Every look up at the sky seeing beauty that surrounded me
All I could see
The breezes and intertwine
All came together being genuine
Life in realize the breezes showed
The wind became an everlasting friend
Every breeze for all time
I was feeling and living it being a worthy gift
Fantastic thrift
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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