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The Wind
Stepping out on my back deck I stood still as the wind carried me away it was just after the rain it had been a white Christmas but the rain washed away the snow as I stood gazing at the bare trees I listened to the sound of the wind blowing gently through the wind chimes as they played lovely sensitive melodies a certain calmness I felt that very moment it felt as though the wind was carrying me away my thoughts took me on a long journey far away I traveled as the wind blew swiftly in all directions the wind was very kind to me blowing peace suddenly glowing everywhere out of nowhere, the sun leaped out a smile covered my face I then began to embrace both the sun and the wind I thought of loved ones who left early that morning traveling home after spending time with me enjoying the beautiful Christmas holidays I thanked the radiant sun for shining on my loved ones as they traveled I prayed the wind would carry my loved ones safely back home ©December 27, 2009 Janet Irene Griffin Vote for this poem
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