We are a lot like the wind,
during this life, a short stay,
Some days weak, others strong,
often changing, our directions, and ways.
Our actions, thoughts, and emotions,
can move from calm to violent, very fast,
from an unknown, to a concern to others,
leaving questions, how long will this last.
We can cool off others, who are hot,
warm those who are, confused, and lost,
the timing of winds, and our personal actions,
both have free, unpredictable movements, no value or cost.
Tom Maxwell copyright 09/09/2019
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well crafted poem.... Truly magnificent and poetic....5 stars *****