Breath
A warm
gust
in this
chill air
tells us
that we breathe
when
unsure
if we
have stopped,
but we
are here,
a little
distant,
a little
worn.
Our breath
tells us
we
remain,
making
an impression
on silence.
Copyright
Vickie Johnstone, October 13, 2020
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