Juniper In The Wind Poem by John W. McEwers
Juniper In The Wind
Blowing, crossfire,
The wind never forgives those standing in the way.
As I was, when you came
across the street,
to the park.
You wore a red dress,
and thong flip-flops,
and your toe with a ring of a flower.
And the wind blew your hair,
and it must have blew you too,
for when I raised my head after looking down
for a moment
you were not there.
Monday, April 12, 2010
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