Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2010
I feel them, smell them,
The winds of change are blowing.

The tide, the sea air,
They reverse their course and are flowing.

Things between us are growing, changing, evolving,
For better or worse is not yet for our knowing.

In time we will see
Whether you were ever truly in love with me.
Jack Turner
Written by
Jack Turner
458
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems