windy
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‘Twas an ill wind blowing on that August day.
‘Twas a portent of what was headed that way.
All saints and sinners, aye ye better take heed,
of the storm they called Katrina.
Doll House
September 6, 2018 ~ Thursday
Winter in the heart
Blue as the sea
Off the windy coast of Maine
A little mermaid in waiting
