they're in the wind.
siblings,
brothers and sisters.
parents.
cousins,
uncles and aunts.
done and gone.
old loves.
old friends.
sometimes i see them
up in the sky,
heads in the clouds,
busy with their lives.
caught up
in the swirl
of wind.
flying by, flying by.
Friday, July 26, 2019
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