Wind Poem by adam cliff

Wind



As I sit the wind whistles by
As I stare into the sky
The memory of you fades away
As if my mind was set on delay
I don’t believe we where meant to be
But I don’t understand why you can’t see
That this is the end of you and me…

© AJ CLIFF

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