Wind in the Hawthorn
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Every day, a photograph, a poem. Today was like North Dakota, a windy day— gusts pushing you down the sidewalk or against you as you lean forward, letting the wind pull back your hair. Last week the wind blew all the blossoms off the cherry trees, but today, my little hawthorn blows and the buds hold on tightly bound to stay. And the little flowers soon grow to berries that delight the birds. I love our little hawthorn.
Wind in the Hawthorn
Branches waving to the sky
Sheri Edwards
In wind whipping cherry blossoms
into clouds of scurrying pink
Dancing down the street;
But not my little hawthorn’s
Bright pink and white layered spheres-
buds of petals cupped one to each
So the wind its hold will not defeat.
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Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
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