Arrive
Ever gently
As a ripple
Through sad leaves of yesterday
Then so rapidly
They rise
To a howling crescendo
Swirling tempest gale
Undeniably
Believe me
This i know
For they toss me to and fro
Disturb my hair quite freely
Launch me at their whimsy
They move me this day
And i follow........
(C) Bill Grimes Jr. 2012
