Carol A. Hand
Wind chimes in the gentle breeze and bird song to greet the day
Sirens and the noise of busy traffic rushing by just a block away
Dark clouds to the east yet glorious sun light is breaking through
A yard littered with leaves to rake highlighted by their golden hue.
Photo: Sky (Wikipedia)
The sky grows dark as the gusty strong winds begin
Announcing the storm from the west that is rolling in
Ever changing moments of life with so many choices of view
Peace and beauty coexist as sirens sound – how can both be true?
From the center of my being – let me send out the peace I feel
To those for whom the siren sounds, please let their troubles heal.
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