Edwina Reizer (12/22/1937 / LAKEWOOD, NJ)
Blow Ye Winds, Blow
The wind has been blowing
for days on end.
And the gusts have found their way
into my calm and peacefulness
and so it is I say
'Blow ye wind and have no care
for how you ruin the air'.
I yearn for fair breezes to waft
and touch upon my face
and change this windy place.
The coldest winds are from the north
and chill me inside out.
It seems there is no end to them.
Their force is bending my trees.
They've chased the springtime bees.
Every day I awaken to find them
whistling their song.
And it is the middle of May.
There must be something wrong
for these winds blow much too strong..
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