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 The Wind of our Life
It seems in a way the wind is a lot like us,
From being calm an agreeable to making a great big fuss.
Once in a while we’ll find it deathly still,
Completely at rest against its will.
For it’s like a little boy at a young and tender age,
That needs to explore lives each and every page.
It can be soft and gentle like an innocent child,
Or rough and rowdy like a youth gone wild.
It can be strong and steady like a loving Dad,
Or mean and malicious like a life gone bad.
It can also mirror the very worst of man,
When it screams and destroys just because it can.
JRS © 4-6-99
The "Okie" Poet
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