When he looked up at the sky, and saw the clouds he grinned…. then he climbed up to the top of his tree and waited for the wind
I too do not want the wind to brush away the gathered clouds. A nice short poem.
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7/26/2025 10:37:19 PM # 1.0.0
I too do not want the wind to brush away the gathered clouds. A nice short poem.