My First Tanka

Caught in a wind gust
Maple seeds- twirling, swirling
A beautiful dance

Children's eyes widen in awe
God's gift of wonder to them

I've read a lot about Tanka poetry but never seemed to come up with a decent one. This one I like. My childhood love of "helicopters" was rekindled a little while ago when I looked out the third story window of where I work and saw a bunch of small ones dancing in the wind among the trees. I wish I had had my camera.