I stood all day

and waited,

gusts picked up,
abated,
birds watched on,
[well humored]
word got round,
[well rumored]
a gathering,
[now crowding]
"can that girl fly?"
[sky clouding]
but all of it,
was just for naught,

because,
you
 were what lifted me.
[my wind, my thoughts]

Now all that’s lost.

~j