It talks through the trees
It talks through the towers
It's at times delicious
It's at time horrendous
It carries all sound
It carries many smells
I love it best when it carries me
I love it best when it caresses me
I love it best when it whispers to me
I truly love it when it's my wings on the worst days
For it keeps me from falling
It always keeps me soaring
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Poems and Reflections
PoetryInsomniac. I need a place to write things out, I guess.
