'Gone With The Wind' - Poem by MaiLoan Lee
Winter rain softly drops under the deep gray sky,
Gusty wind rushes through the thin chilled air.
Sad eyes and sorrowful face closes my empty soul from the cheering outside world.
Morning sun weakly drags my shattered heart into the darkness of nights.
Silent blue mind shuts out the celebration of Holiday Spirit,
Where can I find my once happy and content life with you in it?
From now on, this lonely journey must I follow!
How and why I got here today still utterly unknown!
Reluctantly moving slowly toward my broken future I shall be!
For My Lovely Son Ansel - By Mom - Monday 12/17/12
Poet's Notes about The Poem
The title was choosing for this poem because 'Gone With The Wind' was his favorite movie. He was an incredible extraordinary young man with a beautiful old soul!
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