"The Wind"
Dec. 26, 2009
The wind...
The wind...
Oh, how I loathe the wind...
It beats against
The world with fists
That never seem to end.
The wind...
The wind...
The endless, miserable wind...
It pushes down
Onto the ground
Strong structures built by men.
The wind...
The wind...
The god-forsaken wind...
I wish for rays
Of summer days
To come here once again
And rid us of the wind...
The wind...
This cold and winter wind...
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I like this poem about the Wind. It has a nice flow, and it's easy to relate to.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Mary!
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