Jan 15
Daily #15
Laughing
Laughing, the wind
spoke slowly to a boy.
“Come and play,
you will see,
we can have quite
a time together.”
“I cannot play with you”,
said the boy,
“you are the wind.”
“Ahhhh, I am the air, boy;
You could not do much without me.”
The boy smiled back
& whistled
& knew then
what he would forget with age.
