Wind Poem by Charles WOO
Wind
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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5/8/2024 8:52:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
'Pleading not guilty to all the charges. ' - good line. When the wind plays music of your favourite, even while fishing until dawn not seems difficult..10...Mr. Charles for this. :) Tsira. ................................................................