Softly The Winds Blow (Sedoka) - Poem by Mary Naylor
I hear the winds blow.
The leaves swish their rustling skirts.
Old memories stir once more.
Memories so dear,
Just simple things, warmth and love.
The winds fade, and so do you.
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