Ode to the Wind

Ever just feel like the wind was your friend that helped propel you forward?

Oh the wind's soft caress upon my skin,

How I miss it in heaviness and in thin.

The days grow still and the nights grow cold,

No more wind that is so bold.

Why is the wind coming no more?

The mothering touch to me it swore.

I watch and wait for a telltale sign,

For the wind that was just once mine.

I sense a slight rustle, a change in the air,

Maybe the wind really does care.

Oh wind hurry back, I can wait no longer,

You are the push that makes me stronger.

Reviews

[SyberRose]

Lovely write...nice flow and rhythm ivyheart...nicely done...Rose:)