A poem.
Winds She Said
Skip to next paragraph Each wind only comes once
?No matter how long you wait
?It won't come again
?To brush your hair back
?Whisper secrets in the leaves
?You can't quite understand
? It won't come again
?To ripple puddles after the rain
?Push your curtains in to
?the room
?Whirl dust along the wall
?Pictures you can't quite see
?Each wind only comes once
? ? Clayton Medeiros
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