Today just a poem, in all its brevity.<\/p>\n
As We Change<\/strong> We laid a track through the snow and behind us Wet leaves at dusk, white snow gleam, We follow the same paths Today just a poem, in all its brevity. As We Change by Ahniwa Ferrari 03 December 2010 We laid a track through the snow and behind us followed the memories of footsteps. Wet leaves at dusk, white snow gleam, and the crunch of windfall under boots; pure joy of the dog’s dance in the fields. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[308],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/754"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=754"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/754\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=754"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=754"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ahniwa.com\/old\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=754"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nby Ahniwa Ferrari
\n03 December 2010<\/em><\/p>\n
\nfollowed the memories of footsteps.<\/p>\n
\nand the crunch of windfall under boots;
\npure joy of the dog’s dance in the fields.<\/p>\n
\nthough every day they are different,
\nand so, too,
\nare we.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"