He is desperately howling
as if he knows my feelings
The wind has lost his mind
His thoughts are frozen
as if he knows you died
The wind has lost his mind
He is breaking glass and trees
as if he is mad at death
I have lost my mind
I hear your voice
I see your smile
as if you are alive
Like this and so appropriate for today as we are experiencing a howling gale!
ReplyDeleteThank you very much Paul! :)
ReplyDeleteWe have the cousin to the one you write about. He is she is as fickle as a twelve year old boy and feelings about girls. Seasons bring the best and worst to us. Just as time moves its silent breath among the gails. Wonderfully written Kristy
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Thank you very much Jerry! :)
DeleteI like how you related the wind to your acquaintance, I didn't know where you where going till the last verse. Well done my friend
ReplyDeleteThank you very much Harold! :) I also didn't know where I will go, but the wind was too strong, and my feelings too.
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