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 Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.

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The soft wind


The soft wind often talks to me
whispering of my hopes and dreams
beckoning forever forward
past all that I have been.

The soft wind she calls me gently
whispering in my ear
painting pictures of beautiful dreams
relinquishing life's fears.

The soft wind sometime's hold me
when  all I am, has failed
and helps me feel more needed
amid the raging crowd.

The soft wind also tells me
of the time that's yet to be
when the winds of life fall silent
and my spirit is set free.








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