The Wind

The wind blows

Never knowing 

Who it hits

Until they're gone

While the world flows

And time

It never quits

It just moves on

And we just sit 

And let it all

Pass us by

Drifting on 

To other days

Down the road

And we don't see

Or hear the laughter

From the cries

Until the wind

It sweeps them all away

Into the cold