washington dc, vietnam / 64℉ - partly cloudy & windy
and thousands of soft pink petals,
plucked from their branches
by that inconsiderate wind,
tumble from the sky
with a wish to kiss your cheek
just one time before they crumble.
This poem is part of the A to Z blog challenge. Every day (except Sunday) I'll post a new weather forecast poem. Have a suggestion for a city? Contact me with a suggestion, and it might make the list.