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by Kristine Beulke
Whisper my name in his ear through the wind. Tell him my love, that I'm here for him. Have a bird perched, just in sight, singing my love. And a cloud burst, for the tears from up above. And, then whisper my name in the wind, once again. Tell him the sorrow that will, in time, end. And then show him the joy in the short time we've made. Then, whisper my name in the wind.. |
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Poem 13 of 16
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