The Escaping Breath

by Maria Diss

The little girl’s breath has escaped at last.
(The wind swallowed it)
She stops in her tracks,
Her face aghast.

I’ve taken it away, the wind whispers
If you want it back,
You’ll have to go and quest,
For I have already blown
Your breath to the west.

The girl hears the wind
And decides she won’t bother.
Turning around,
Pacing her footsteps,
She returns home