Windy Days

Wind

Why aren’t these pinwheels spinning merrily in the wind?

We know the wind passes this way. It always has.

But now the strong wind of past seems to have eluded us, choosing perhaps a different corridor to travel.

Should we remove these pinwheels lest they become a symbol of despair and ridicule?

Or should we wait with patience that they will spin to life once again?

If the former, our memories will forever be etched with disappointment.

If the latter, at least even a gentle breeze to turn just one pinwheel by the smallest of degree brings hope of windy days.

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