The Wind

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The autumn wind blew soft and clear
it whispered in my waiting ear
It told me secrets old as time
I listened closely to their rhyme

I took the secrets to my grave
did not tell a soul,
They seeped up through the earth one day
and blew in the wind once more.

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Brittany M. said...
Mar. 16, 2010 at 5:06 pm
I use to do that all the time, i have always had nightmares and my poems are the results. You should check them out.
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