The Wind Poem by Makayla Straight

The Wind



The wind is whispering in my ear
But all I hear is him telling me that he loves me.
Even though he's no longer with me.
The wind is running his fingers down my hair.
Just like he.
The wind pushes me to where we met.
The wind reminds me how much I miss and love him night and day
The wind keeps whispering in my ear
But all I want to see and hear is him

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ashraful Musaddeq 24 May 2009

Lovely write,10 ++

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Makayla Straight

Makayla Straight

I was Born in Tuscon Then I moved to Phoenix
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