Wind - Poem by Charles WOO
While fishing at night, I stay until dawn.
Chilly wind greets me from the sea upon.
It wells up waves to tease the moon shadow.
Amplifying the sound of shore billow.
Sometimes, it cries sadly like lone spirit.
The wind plays music of my favourite.
For the whole night, it roars its grievances.
Pleading not guilty to all the charges.
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