Walk against the wind

Upon a summers walk one day

a breeze came rolling by

it caught on the heels of a walker kind

and pulled and blew to get it’s way


gripping and swirling

It’s tentacles of dust and cold

around it’s victim

grasping and strengthening it’s hold


a wonderful summer morning walk

turned unpleasant and rough

no sunshine felt

the walker had just about enough


looking for sun on a beautiful day

a walk to embrace

the path now ruined

the wind showing it’s ugly face


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