Wish

[Todd]

I want to go back to tomorrow
with its open oceans and winds
that blow in unknown directions

instead of today, when the wind
was a voice that smothered me
and washed you away

What a great opening, Leanne! Yesterday still has the rigidness of fixed decisions. Tomorrow has the freedom of a lottery ticket with its numbers yet to be called. I also love your use of the winds and then the wind/voice in the second strophe. Tight little piece that begins and ends well.

Nice Work.

Todd