Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, September 24, 2020

Thru the Wind

 


I am not pushing time, 

as another season is here, 

but like the cherry blossom

I wish another spring was near. 


But I'll take each day passing

for the wonderful gift that it is, 

as long as I can hold your hand

and send kisses thru the wind. 


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