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National Poetry Month, 2020: Breathe


Breathe

the yeasty warmth of baking,

half forgotten,

now remembered

Breathe

the sweet-sharp tang of elderberry soap,

foaming in the misty morning

Breathe

the endless blue of a perfect April sky,

the picture of forever

Breathe

the pussywillow-pollen breeze,

gentle on your cheeks and hands

Breathe

the whistle-wing of sparrows

cutting through the air

Air

whispers through an open window,

bringing with it

smells and sounds

of life, a whole world

once remembered,

half forgotten, now...

Breathe.

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