#952-Wind Poems 9 Mar Crowds, Dispersed. Streets, Quiet, Empty. Only remnants, Memories, Linger. Soon, They too, Will melt, In the wind. Previous Previous #953-Bee chatter Next Next #951-Joy
#952-Wind Poems 9 Mar Crowds, Dispersed. Streets, Quiet, Empty. Only remnants, Memories, Linger. Soon, They too, Will melt, In the wind.