Bernadette M. Bland

(Glendale, AZ, USA)

Wind Speaks

The Wind speaks ...in whispers when rustling playfully through the flowers of a field. ...in wailing, banshee howls ... chilling and shivery on dark and stormy nights. ...with soft, teasing laughter on bright days in spring. ...with the icy shrieks of a frigid nor'easter--- telling the bitterness of its cold. ...in breathy, sensuous tones that

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