Whatever pulled the wind that night
It had, it bring a tree down
Untidy lime, tree holding tight
To the end of my last garden
One of five against the sky
An elegant surrender
It broke the wall and bent the gate
And warmed us through the winter
Whatever pulls the wind tonight
warmed
trace
untidy
tight
yellow
through
still
slates
trees
against
whatever
house
elegant
night
winter
chimney
tonight
between
behind
holding
broke
skies
contender
another
finger
garden
green
bring
pulls
surrender
happened
paper
evening
pulled
remembered
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