Poem -

The Wind

The sound of it
Passing by , so gentle
Never judgemental
It never quits

You can always hear it
If you listen carefully
The perfect melody
Cant you hear it?

But when it dies
It's gone , it dropped
You'll miss it when the wind stops
Or travels by

As the harmony dies
 

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