How it seems, the wind now, calm. The sun light
fills the skies with an array of colors. Oh, warming the
senses, happy to the eyes.
The delight of seeing warmth again!
Missing the wind, how I have..Wanting to hold it, catch
it in my hands..
Let me forever, feel this breeze, let it
take me far above the mountain tops...filling me to
the brim.. always!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this poem just makes me feel good...takes me away. fine work. -Tailor