Winds Poem by Wayne Ruff

Winds



Winds blow clouds over the oceans of the world,
taking many people far
with its turbulence and swirls,

You will meet a man though whom you will not see,
he rides with you to comfort
And support thee,
he has travelled far just like you
to make it on this journey through,

so relax and wait
I promise you you won't be early,
Stirling silver moss and gold
soon all stories will be told.

Monday, October 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: support
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