The Wind

the wind blows

rattles letterboxes 

swirls leaves into piles 

bangs garden gates

whistles tunes through the trees...

and blows people into our lives

people that

if the wind hadn't blown

if the letterboxes hadn't rattled

if the leaves didn't swirl

and the garden gates hadn't banged 

these meetings might not have occurred 

if this wind had not swirled these people into our lives

then our lives would be the poorer for it

but alas 

as the wind blows people into our lives

so does it blow them out again...

but remember

even if it does

we will be all the better for having known them.

(RIP Ian)