The Winds of Change
The winds are speaking
They moan in the night
They escort change
As seeds they scatter give new life
So do they know of closure
They usher fear and harsh reality
I listen to them speak
And though I do fear turn
I also believe that winds
can send us new beginnings
And maybe clear the way
for a new path to course
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2018
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