The Wind Blows

wind, nature, baby, sleep, waking, new day

The wind blows

in its own way

it moves dead

leaves as it

wills.

within the rhythm

of nature

therein

lies

its own

music

in

celebration

like raindrops

pattering

a baby’s

nurturing

lullaby.

lightening

yawns

a new

waking

day.

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Author: Steven Humphreys

I have long been married and currently write health and wellness articles and poetry posts. I have authored several books currently for sale at most popular outlets. I hope you like my blog finding it informative and meaningful as well as entertaining. Let me know what you think. You can read more 'about me' on this site. Thanks for stopping by!

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