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Author Name: Freewritelady 5 Comments
Date Added: January 29, 2005 08:01:54 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Winds of Change
And so the winds of change doth blow,


where they travel,I do not know.


For I, a simple woman of soil,


could stand accused of too much toil.


Thy should have gazed upon seasons past,


gone too quickly, they never last.


Harsh winds blow, with too much snow;


and seals the creviced heart.


If Thy future could be only known,


by tea leaves floating or magic chart.


Thy should have seen, thoust's fleeting face


upon the drifts and given chase.


But no, not I, a woman of work,


thy did not see the wind in the lurk.


Now merriment is not in me,


the winter snow is all I see.


A cold hearth to stand in front of now,and noone here to soothe my brow.


And so the winds of change doth blow,


Thy future, one can never know.


Author's Notes:
One never knows what the winds will blow our way...
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeCynthia Jones on April 19, 2005 10:02:23 AM Report
Barbie, this is a wonderful write. So true about the ABOUT section of this write. *S* Wind Whisperer
Comment By: ModeratorJillian K. Alexis on March 26, 2005 12:59:22 AM Report
Barbie,
Another beautifully penned poem. U truly have talent. The flow was effortless, and again, u took me back to winter. Great job.
Jillian
Comment By: FreeHanane on January 30, 2005 08:05:16 AM Report
a real art, I congratulate ya. the old english suits that nice poem. I like it
Comment By: FreeBarbara Demasson on January 30, 2005 02:42:29 AM Report
It is as I like it...changing and unknown.

Lovely poem!

~Barbara~
Comment By: TrialAnn on January 29, 2005 04:14:18 PM Report
The only solace found in change is that when it seems dire, tomorrow may bring joy. Beautiful write.




 


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