Wind in the leavesA Poem by BrooklynYou whisper my name Your voice a gentle breeze You laugh Your voice is the wind in the leaves You smile at me Your face is the sun You frown The sky clouds You whisper, “I’m sorry” Rain begin to pelt down You walk away My heart breaks Along comes the wind Bitter and cold Not like the one When you used to hold (me) But this wind will never go © 2012 BrooklynReviews
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