Whispering Wind
the wind whispers to me in the night
come my sweet
to a far off forest
yes, take my hand
and I will get all gusty
come ethereal enchanting girl
do not be afraid
let me take you for a dreamy dream
come before dawn's shadow
let me lift you up high
for I am a strong
do you see the trees
that sway and dance on my breeze
hold my hand over this green meadow
and that rippling stream
oh, all night we will glide
and in the morn'
you will wake
and this journey
forgotten
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May 30, 2021
Poetry/Verse/whispering wind
Copyright Protected, ID 05-1360-120-05
All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France
Written for the Standard Contest, All Yours (June 1)
sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 06/01/2021
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2021
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