When the Wind Blows
When the wind blows, you'll hear my voice,
it will carry through the air,
breaking the sound barrier.
The rain on your umbrella or the sun on your back.
When the wind blows, it will carry my scent,
bringing the smell of fresh blooms and new life,
the smell of baby's breath, or maybe something sweeter.
Maybe I'm the smell of fresh sea water, erasing the smell of deathly cold winters.
When the wind blows, you'll think of me.
I am the wind, the rain, and the sun,
I am the beginning of a new life, and the ending of an old
I am the smell of new leaves and flowers,
cut grass and ocean breeze,
I am the spring everyone longs for, yet everyone wishes be over.
I am... The wind, sun, and rain,
blooms, sweet and soft,
clouds, airy and dense.
I am the Spring, When the wind blows.
it will carry through the air,
breaking the sound barrier.
The rain on your umbrella or the sun on your back.
When the wind blows, it will carry my scent,
bringing the smell of fresh blooms and new life,
the smell of baby's breath, or maybe something sweeter.
Maybe I'm the smell of fresh sea water, erasing the smell of deathly cold winters.
When the wind blows, you'll think of me.
I am the wind, the rain, and the sun,
I am the beginning of a new life, and the ending of an old
I am the smell of new leaves and flowers,
cut grass and ocean breeze,
I am the spring everyone longs for, yet everyone wishes be over.
I am... The wind, sun, and rain,
blooms, sweet and soft,
clouds, airy and dense.
I am the Spring, When the wind blows.
♠ ♠ ♠
Okay when I was writing this, I was thinking of everything spring time in my opinion. But as far as anyone can see, or assume, I haven't done a poem in a very long time and have lost all ability to write as a poet.This poem is for:
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