The Wind Guides Me - Poem by Nikita Choudhary
The wind gudes me through thick and thin,
It gives me joy and brings a grin.
Be it those angry, frustrating days,
It helps me find certain ways,
To calm down and soothe my heart
Give me hope and a fresh start.
Those days when you have to cry yourself to sleep,
The moments when there is no one to see you weep,
The wind guides me through times I have been low,
Keeping my head errect and helping me grow.
No matter where I go,
The wind has always been there to blow,
Guiding me throughout my high and lows,
All along the way wherever it blows.
Topic(s) of this poem: thanksgiving
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