Footprints in the Windsm # 2220–transfixed by the campfire
Footprints in the Windsm # 2220
In my early teens I sat transfixed by the campfire
flames dancing endlessly changing pulling me in
O how I long again to see beyond seeing hear crackles
unexpectedly I know something fresh—the dance is in
the bounce of limbs and sail of clouds happening now
Please pass it on.
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