The Winds

The gushing wind blissfully touches my skin. The greenery going forth to where the wind is. The vivid hue of our memories passed me by. It sways with the wind and it plays with my mind. The wind brings back those memories. Those pure sweet moments I want to relive. As the wind sways me with the memories we had, A tear droped from my eye. The winds sway me gracefully to the rhythm of the birds chirping It reminds me of how you swayed me with your sweet young words. Those words of affirmation, promises, and comfort. The wind whispers every word that was said by you. As the winds become stronger, The sight of our memories grew with more power. As the whisper of the winds sway my mind Tears gushed through my eyes. The winds has the power to bring back memories. It gushes through our thoughts and sways it back and forth. It brings back those pure and sweet memories. Those are the memories that will forever be sealed in my heart. -rinai (rm121)