Wingspan Poem by Tom Squires
Wingspan
Looking over south of town
Watching people roam around
A cat steps on a broken sidewalk
Daylight scattered with the sun
Tracks don't show until the dawn
Like memories from back porches
Overhead birds pinwheel from view
And take with them our beating heart
And leave us standing in the breeze
Felt in days like quicksilver
Spent in glancing looks for better dreams
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