At the Whim of the Wind

From the east the breeze had begun.
Picking up speed and debris.
Hopes, dreams, and broken souls mix
With the smiles and laughter of the morning.

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About barbaraswrittenwords

I am a writer, farmer, certified herbalist, friend and child of God. I try to create streams of words that flow to please all those who read them.
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