Whispering Winds

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Whispering winds

Submitted: July 09, 2019

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Whose spirit is that? I think I know. Its owner is quite sad though.
It really is a tale of woe, I watch her frown. I cry hello. She gives her spirit a shake, And sobs until tears make Whispering winds Of distant waves sing and nature awakes. The spirit is lost, light and deep, But she has promises to keep, Until then she shall not sleep. She lies in bed with shatter hearts and lost hope, She rises from her slumber, With thoughts of sadness in her head, She idolises being dead. Facing the day with never ending dread. Watching the sunrise she cries, for she can’t escape this life, so she glides through the sky awaiting the day she can finally go away, for the winds are endless, and now here she is up high finally at peace with herself, for the Whispering Wind will always be remembered


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