Wind, wind dangerous wind
Crashing through the trees, braking down the branches
Clearing the way, releasing the weak
Wind, Wind blowing through the trees
Blow away my sorrow, blow away the pain
Leave me naked, clear and clean
Wind, wind singing your song
Telling of your travels, places you've been
Leave us stripped of the past
Ready to start the future bright and new
My Wonder Filled Moment was having words and being able to write.
In Gratitude,
Linda G
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