Wind Talk

by Jerika   Jan 22, 2006


I sit here and cry as the wind embraces me with and hug.
"My heart has been broken" I say
The wind whispers sweet words of wisdom in my ear. I cry not. But remove tears from my eyes knowing the next broken heart the wind will be there to hold me tight.

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