The wind whispers softly to me Telling me how my life could be A story unrehearsed Love in every verse Of two who overcome the odds to falling in love Gentle breeze , tell me more Let me know what love is for I listen quietly every day To hear if love is on the way Even leaves fall in pairs It seems that love is everywhere
Everywhere but here with me all alone under this old tree The wind caresses my skin Where loving hands could have been Why must I be all alone I want a love of my own
I wrote this in 1990..I am so happy I saved all of my poetry for all these years. It's like stepping back in time. I am finally ready & in a good place to let all of this be viewed.