Poem by Perry England
Whispering winds whisper softly to me.
Do not pine as you call from the tree,
Whisper only kindness to me somehow.
For some, life's so vacant and dreary.
Whisper no thoughts that are weary.
Whispering winds whisper softly to me,
Tell me that someday I shall be free
From a life of mingled pain and sorrow
That there shall be a bright tomorrow.
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