We feel it once, some time more than others
It makes us change our selfs, learn what's there
You will want it always, the wind in our life
Sometime the tress will try to break it, bt if it's strong you will still feel it
Because all you need is the memory of it, the park, the walks, the try dancing
It all comes back when you think about it, she is the wind, and the wind is love
Thank you to all that read this poem, I hope it inspires you and remind you that like the wind, love goes where it's needed and it's always there
Dear Manny, Nicely written poem with thoughtful heart Thanks and reply please.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dear Madam, Thanks fo your reply and comments. I am waiting for more poems from you. Thanks!