::: The Winds :::

The winds are whispering
They are calling my name
Should I answer?
OR
Should I hide, as they claim.
You are mine.
Come to me.
You can’t escape.
Oh yes, I will run
Just as fast as I can.
I will crouch down and hide
Shhhhhh.--Listen.
The winds cannot find me.
They are still.
They are still.

Written by: ~ Sandra Roxlau-Miller

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