Tuesday, December 02, 2003

I have gone the people say.
They do not believe that I am here.
I am unseen
invisible to you but I am there.
You can't touch me but i am there.
Do you hear the wind? That is me.
I am whispering in the trees,
I'm racing the wind;
I howl a long, lonely cry for you.

I miss you because you won't talk or listen to me.
I rustle the leaves with impatience
I give some air to keep you there.

Altough I'm impatient, I know it isn't time for you to come to me.
It will be a long time until you're ready to come,
So I wait.

My spirit will soar when you join me.
I am not patient but i will try.
For now I'll protect you,
I'll be there.
You won't see or hear me
But you'll know

ps.was that a little more normal?

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