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They say don't go out walking
in the woods nearby
You'll reach a point where it's so dark
You can not see the sky
It doesn't matter much to me
And here's the reason why
I listen to the wind out there
It speaks to me on high

One wrong turn and you'll be lost
They tell me, still I go
I know where I'm heading
The wind it tells me so
I listen to the wind out there
It say's I'm glad you came
The wind and I are such old friends
The wind it calls my name

Elemental friendship
From another time
Silent Conversation
No words, just thoughts in rhyme

Snowy winter afternoons
out walking all alone
Making trails for no one else but me
I listen to the tree and how they groan
The wind it makes them talk some
Not one tree sounds the same
The wind and I are such old friends
The wind it calls my name

The darkness closes in so fast
The winter days are short
Walking on in silence
Like a library or court
The wind says night is coming
Go back from whence I came
The wind and I are such old friends
The wind it calls my name

Elemental friendship
From another time
Silent Conversation
No words, just thoughts in rhyme
Ileana Amara May 2020
what I used to love,
but now wince at the mere sound,
mere sight, and mere thought of it.

IA
Lara Apr 2020
You just keep on erasing my name from your life.

What did I do to deserve to be treated from you like that?

I always treated you right and had respect for you.

But now you just keep on trying to ruin my life, my heart, my feelings.

Stop erasing my name.
Just walk out of my life.
IMCQ Apr 2020
Sometimes your name escapes me.
A name I considered precious, held close to my heart

The name I used to cry out loud at night,
When we would lose ourselves in one another.

The shape of your name on my lips,
Like a distant memory, was it the same then as it is now?

I close my eyes repeating your name in hushed tones.
The weight it holds now is no more than that of a falling leaf.

I forgot your name when I awoke today.
It was for the best, but I need it for one more day.
A weeping Willow once told me..
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2020
When writing a name in a heart
I don't wish for love to start
Page after page fill up with rhyme
That's more likely to make them mine
Silly
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