Oh whistling wind 💨
You breeze through that cavity of my rib cage, piercing my inner soul..stabbing me with your sharpness, penetrating every little hole
“Oh whistling wind I can feel your throbbing pain”, “Why on earth are you so angry ?” “Will you soon calm down again ?” “Has somebody upset you ?” “Was it good old Mother Earth ?” “I wonder if this is your punishment as you retaliate with worth ?”
I turn my cheek the other way from your forceful gust but I am blinded almost immediately by an eye full of dust..Oh my Giddiant you are trying to blow me off my feet, Well God help little ones out in this that are more leaner and petite..
I sense such spitefulness and that bitterness from your tongue..It is so true when people say, one feels the cold far more when one is getting on abit, it doesn’t bother you when you are young..Well whistling wind rollon the Springtime that’s all I have to say..I bet you simmer down alot when this Winter season goes away...
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wonderful poem
Thanking you Greg my great friend and shining ⭐️ from over the ocean ❤️💜⭐️💙⭐️