Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Day 16 Creative Blooming camp Lake

Dust Devil Does its Deed

I watched the wind whirl up the hill,
then to the lake and friend’s kayak.
And whoosh! It hit my friend until  
it turned and got me front to back.
At first, afraid we’d take a spill,
we laughed as I fished out my pack.
But other folks were unaware
of why we sat with mussed-up hair. 

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