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Wind, hold your breath. Waiting world whispers, tarrying, lingering, loitering leaves listening for their name to be dropped, their turn to free-fall. No parachute needed, just melted resistance and severed ties. So wind, hold your breath; for this leap of faith needs soft landing…
Wind, hold your breath.
Waiting world
whispers,
tarrying,
lingering,
loitering leaves listening
for their name to be dropped,
their turn to free-fall.
No parachute needed,
just
melted resistance
and severed ties.
So wind,
hold your breath;
for this leap of faith
needs soft landing…
Whee love the pigture. Crunchy leaves are our favourite part of Autumn!
Nibbles, Nutty, Buddy & Basil
xxxx
Thanks, guys! 🙂
This is how I felt when opportunity knocked & I took that leap to go with it.
And look how well it all turned out for you – what a great example of making the right leap at the right time, scared or not! Thanks Rosy!
Lovely poem and lovely photo too. 🙂 Have a great weekend, Melody.
Thank you Imelda!!
WOW-Wonderful!! Truly, Melody! I kind of just want to linger in it…
Don’t hold your breath for too long, though… a blue Caddo is my least favourite kind. 🙂
You know how I am–I’d burst out laughing long before I’d turn my fave color!
Whew! what a relief! 🙂
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
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