Whispering to the Wind
What would happen
If I whispered poems into the wind
Would they get back to you
With memories of how it began
Two complete strangers
But we were so very far from apart
You were waiting for him
But stayed up all night to talk
We sat and gazed at the heavens
Remember the cloud and the snail
Your eyes were shimmering
The moon made you glow a beautiful pale
You would ask me questions
And I answered whether you liked it or not
And neither were surprised
To the truth the morning had brought
These memories make me smile
Though so many say "let go, my friend"
But these will be my riches
I take to the grave in the end.
If I whispered poems into the wind
Would they get back to you
With memories of how it began
Two complete strangers
But we were so very far from apart
You were waiting for him
But stayed up all night to talk
We sat and gazed at the heavens
Remember the cloud and the snail
Your eyes were shimmering
The moon made you glow a beautiful pale
You would ask me questions
And I answered whether you liked it or not
And neither were surprised
To the truth the morning had brought
These memories make me smile
Though so many say "let go, my friend"
But these will be my riches
I take to the grave in the end.
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