Night Wind Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Night Wind



When the night settles down it sleeps.
The night wind is warm as it settles,
sweet sport or mirthful celebration.
Hearing a noise,
weather there it is, or not.
Weather you had known me not, her well.
Where I knowest you not, hearing laugher,
and she 'said', untill then....stay free.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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