Lexi Schaeffer

Rookie (8-26-91 / Pottstown)

Maybe It Wasn'T?

As the wind keeps blowing near and dear,
My love is upon whispering in my ear,
Whenever it is that i shall truly hear
It is but when I shall fear,
That love will be following me as far as i am able to steer
Or when in trouble I should find,
My love was only a friend of mine.

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