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Where is it - I don't see it

Where is it… I don’t see it…
I heard you say it’s coming. You also said, it will be here any moment now.  Well the moment has come and gone.  Did it go home...  Perhaps, alone…

Okay, I trusted you in the past. Sometimes you were right and many times you wrong. Now before I leave, I really want to belief you.

Tell me one more time. When is it coming…  What will it look like… And what can I expect… Will it be traveling along…  I sure hope you are not wrong.

Say What… You can feel it coming now.  How..  You see the trees shaking, and the leaves floating in the air. You say sometimes, it can be cool or hot.

 Now I am totally distorted. I am leaving.  You are not making sense. You sound like a pole-less fence.

 Wow! You were right. I feel it.  I didn’t know it would feel so good on a hot day. I can’t see it; it’s making a funny sound as it passes by me.  I didn’t know it was so fast. 

 It does not stay in one place long. Now it’s gone. Will it come soon, maybe before noon?
What do you call it… Does it have a name… It’s called the wind. Thanks, clouds and sun. I owe you one.

Copyright © Franklin Goode | Year Posted 2015


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  1. Date: 6/9/2016 11:50:00 PM

    Stopping by to say hello:) *SKAT*
  1. Date: 6/3/2015 10:26:00 PM

    Maybe it's on its way...lol...jk...I enjoyed