The WindA Poem by Val DohrenThe wind blew oh so wildly The night my father died It rag`ed like a tempest And on that night I cried Yet upon my wedding day The wind blew sweet and free Gently o`er my bridal gown To bless and honour me The wind blew calm and softly The day my child was born Whisp`ring oh so tenderly To welcome each new dawn And it shall yet be quiet No more to rage and roar When`er my life is over And I will be no more The wind will blow in fury When`er the world shall cease Then linger still and silent When all that reigns is peace © 2012 Val Dohren
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Added on September 12, 2012 Last Updated on September 12, 2012 Author
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