Ashes, Wind
I sat in the ashes today
And even then I ascend down the stairs
And when he and his bonnie came again
I whisked him askew with the frisky wind.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
Guide that inspired this poem:
I sat in the ashes today
And even then I ascend down the stairs
And when he and his bonnie came again
I whisked him askew with the frisky wind.
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