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Wednesday, September 19, 2012

On the Breath of the Wind (poem)


On the Breath of the Wind

All of those wonderful nights,
All of those cherished moments,
All of those treasured memories,
Gone, on the breath of the wind.
Even to this very day,
After so much time has passed,
I still hear your voice,
In the still, quiet wind.
I walk in this house,
I look all around,
I try not to cry,
But my knees still hit the ground.
As I sob every so silently,
I hear a small, quiet sound,
It’s not that of the wind,
It’s not that of a breath,
The sound that I hear is your love,
That resonates deep within.
I hear it from deep inside,
It gives me strength to stand.
I wipe my eyes dry,
And I hear your voice again.
It is calling my name,
Ever so sweetly,
At last I see you,
With mine eyes again.
I run to your arms,
And wrap you up tight,
I said, “I’ll never let you go!”
You replied, “That’s quite alright.”
At that very moment,
I hear the clock toll,
I open my eyes,
And see you’re not there.
That’s when I realize,
That you, my dear,
Are gone forever.

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