Breeze
Like the soothing roar of the ocean, I can feel it
As it skips gently over stones unturn, I yearn to be it
It tickles my nose, ruffles my clothes, and wonders where I've been
I realize in all this running around, I've forgotten my good friend
A friend who held my hand when we were little kids
As we ran and hid from all the silly things we did
Who kissed me on the forehead and dried my tears
When the deepest pain only confirmed my fears
After all these years it still brings me to my knees
That I can listen to the ocean and her breeze
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