the wind...
i love the way the wind blows through my hair when im on the swing.
the wind...
i love it when you rake the leaves then the wind blows and there everywhere
the wind....
i love it when you put your arms out and the wind blows and it almost pushes you over.
the wind....
i will love it forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
come on people comment!