what a glorious day

the blustery dry day calls me out so early this morning
I heard her blowing all night
shush wushshush wuuuuuuuushhhhhhhh
banging the blinds to keep me awake

up from the salt marshes
and in from the the northwest
the sweetest wind
full of life and hope

no skeets
and the marsh grasses sway with designs by the wind

my sheets whip and blow with the northwind
bringing back memories of my mom
the way i ran through them with such glee
how fresh and ionic they smelled
happiness with such simplicity

oh sweet breath of earth, thank you for such happy memories

e