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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The wind is blowing through my mind Not gently breezing through. It ruffles my thoughts and jumbles them It will take time to file them anew I like to file my thoughts in order Of good ones and of bad Its keeps things on a steady level And stops one going mad Happy thoughts are lifted To the very fore Memories of when we first met You were sitting on the floor The party was a bit of a flop We left together and walked And as we got to know each other We talked and talked and talked The wind is blowing stronger The bad times it reminds We split up for a lifetime Well it seemed so in our minds You persevered and asked me out I decided you were true My memory of our wedding day And how happy I was with you We had a little flat and furnished it with love. The trouble was we were ground floor And the water came in from above. I look back through some memories All tumbling in the breeze The hard times the fun and laughter The winter of the big freeze We booked a holiday that year The best time we ever had I know it scared us half to death because I was so bad. It’s a pity I missed part of it as to hospital I went The baby we were having, to be born he seemed hell bent. The wind is blowing on my head, now I fight with it for real It’s just ripped off the shed roof, it looks like it’s been peeled I better shut my memory box and find my hammer and nails And fight with wind that’s blowing outside and stop my reminiscent gales.
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