We Will Never See… Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell

I hear a light sound,
Outside, in the air,
I can stare out the window,
Never, swing it there.

The wind,
An act of nature,
None of us, will ever see,
The wind,
It can knock over, large trees,
Sometimes, the wind is cool,
When it shares, A summer breeze.

Our life, is about belief,
Be strong, and care,
Life changes, like the wind,
The best part, of your life,
Might still, be out there,
Some moments, in between,
May leave you, in A stare.

Tom Maxwell ©
2/24/2019 10: 45AM