And I Wonder...
When the wind blows through your hair, And when they scatter them on your face, Behind that curtain I can't see your eyes, And for a while you let the mischievous wind play with those soft tendrils, You wait like a patient adult, Letting the child have it's way. And I wonder ... If you could talk to the wind? Just as I can do with the birds. I watch you from my window, Sitting down there on a green meadow, Leaning against a tree, Carefree, With a book open in one hand, You seem immersed. And I wonder ... If you're still here? As I too sometimes wander, In the world of letters... Birds chirp and squirrels run around you, Not scared, they seem to like you, Blooming flower gently swirl in air And I wonder ... What it would be like to sit beside you? . .
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........ Okay
Nice poem
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@........ Okay Thank you.
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