sharingisloving
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- Oct 18, 2009
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Can you hear it, my love?
The whispers of the evening wind,
Softly singing the sun to its rest.
“Another day is through,” it says.
“Lay down with me under the moon,” it says.
“And I will sing to you,
The songs of nature,
And of dreams being born.
The songs of love,
And of pain slowly eases from burdened shoulders.
The songs of hope,
And of tomorrows with me by your side.
Lay and rest in my arms,
For tonight and forever,” it says.
Can you hear it, my love?
The chirping of birds in the morning,
The many voices of neighbors and friends,
And of me whispering to you,
“Good morning, love.
I am the wind,
That kept you cool under the hot Californian sun.
I am the wind,
That teases your hair as I caressed those frowns away.
For you, my love, I will be the eternal wind.”
Together, my love, we will walk towards tomorrow.”
---This is a poem I wrote a while back in response to a really sad poem I read. Please let me know what you think and hit me hard if you find grammar errors ok? ^_^
The whispers of the evening wind,
Softly singing the sun to its rest.
“Another day is through,” it says.
“Lay down with me under the moon,” it says.
“And I will sing to you,
The songs of nature,
And of dreams being born.
The songs of love,
And of pain slowly eases from burdened shoulders.
The songs of hope,
And of tomorrows with me by your side.
Lay and rest in my arms,
For tonight and forever,” it says.
Can you hear it, my love?
The chirping of birds in the morning,
The many voices of neighbors and friends,
And of me whispering to you,
“Good morning, love.
I am the wind,
That kept you cool under the hot Californian sun.
I am the wind,
That teases your hair as I caressed those frowns away.
For you, my love, I will be the eternal wind.”
Together, my love, we will walk towards tomorrow.”
---This is a poem I wrote a while back in response to a really sad poem I read. Please let me know what you think and hit me hard if you find grammar errors ok? ^_^