Poem -
november wind
orange leaves upon the nostalgic cobblestone...blown there by November's breath...when rain kisses the earth i mourn for the thirsty...the wind longs for us to pray... weeping willows praying for the homeless...listen to the wind...listen to the wind
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and the wind keeps blowing howling at times the willows voice all its own lovely poetry linda
and we pray for the homeless at one time in my life i can relate to those words in my long ago
yesterdays linda