The Wind
Can you hear the wind?
Blowing through the trees
Looking for someone to listen to its pleas
Can you feel the wind?
Pushing you forward
To try new things
Things you normally wouldn’t do
had it not been for the wind
Can you see the wind?
Moving things that come in its path
Making trees look like they are dancing
Blowing leaves out of the path
But with the good wind
There is also the bad
It sweeps your lives away
With its vicious gusts
Something you can’t forget
Something you can’t hide
Is that you are fond of the wind
Until it hurts you where it counts
Until it hurts you on the inside
Sometimes if you talk to the wind
you won’t get a reply
It likes to hide from what it has done
What it has destroyed
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