Listen WindA Poem by Bethany Woody
Softly sings the soughing wind through the trees of old Whispering a story lips have never told Once upon a time or so the wind does say When he speaks through the leaves of that glorious day The sun shined dapple through the branches high And in the blades of meadow grass you heard the lovers sigh And so he gently prattles on love to eternity And shares his vast knowledge of lost virginity © 2008 Bethany WoodyAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on February 14, 2008 AuthorBethany WoodyAtlanta, GAAboutThis is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,- The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty. Her message is committed To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet .. more..Writing
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