Thursday, April 28, 2016

Efi Hatzimanolis #83 'Child's Play'

Imagine if the weather 
could read your mind,
and if you raced downhill -
our street was steep - 
on a windy day 
when a gale force southerly 
was blowing your way
then a gust might catch you just 
at the moment both feet 
were in the air, and lift you there, 
to fly in an open sky,
silly as the wind


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