Wind
Wind
When the wind blows. When the wind blows and creates another part. Of the feeling that grows that I miss you in my heart. It blows my memories away of the time with you. Every beautiful day and the things you do Blows it to another place another country, another land. There in that space where you stand When the wind blows and creates another part Of the feeling that grows that I miss you in my heart. You are thinking of me the same thing I do. Searching for a memory But can only find blue Blue of the sky with the wind inside. The memories die it leaves the history behind. When the wind blows it creates another part Of the future that is coming With you here by my side and in my heart.
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