He was there
unaware
of the magic
about to happen
She was there
quite aware
of a change
in the air
The current
seemed confused
maybe even
slightly amused
As unspoken
urges
drifted blindly
on the breeze
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Wafts of wintry splendor
roll across my shoes.
Tickling the tip of my nose
anything to amuse.
I giggle at the exchange
between the natural world and me.
Nothing can ever cheer me up
like the earth and all the wonder I see.
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