Saturday, January 14, 2012

“Northern Winds”


Wind chimes spin in a wild dervish whirl   
Fallen leaves sweep up in rowdy swirl   
Boy holds hands of a rosy cheeked girl   
Their scarves, like sails, begin to unfurl   
Their laughter swoops up into the air   
And bubbles of joy float everywhere   
The children play, giggling without care   
As northern winds blow ‘em here and there   

Copyright 2012 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman

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