Wind Chime Tree

this hilltop climb 

steeper than expected 

slower walking an aging 

canine 

breathless 

with each step taken 

that grassy plateau nearer 

dusted in overnight frosting 

white winter bites hard 

swallows on the tongue 

sadness of four years passing 

lingers on a pathway paused 

to listen to the tinkle 

of wind chimes carried 

carried on a breeze of swift

sweeping 

sweeping across our valley 

weeping in remembrance of 

a young vibrant life 

last breath lost to youths 

to a steel blade ambush 

hotheads of stupidity 

Olly Stevens RIP age 13 🌹