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Fleeting and Forever


The cool wind on my face
drying lips, yet caressing spirit and
the spring green leaves of the trees …
The wind whispers – don’t even try to hold me …
Just follow my design by going with the Spirit.
I nod acceptance.The breeze sends me wafts of local barbecues
from beach fire pits to bungalow backyards.
The scent of my father’s hibachi comes alive.
Those good times become my time again.


Poem & photo by Jobina


This entry was posted on June 16, 2015 by in Uncategorized.
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