Winds upon themselves do carry-
Hedgerows of natures breath,
Yarrows stretched in fullest breadth,
Narrows long in range and depth,
Arrows splitting life and death,
Birth-throes born to tax and debt,
Earth-tones quelling fear and fret,
War-zones trending, no regret,
I-Phones, head phones, techno-chess;
Winds upon themselves do carry.
©Frank James Ryan, Jr./ FjR
MMXIX - All Rights Reserved
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