I hear a voice cry through the win
I see a shadow in the air
I feel a thought in my mind
Shadows are in the wind
The cry gets louder through the wind
The shadow fades in the air
The thought get bigger in the wind
Shadows are in the wind
Finally...
The cry is gone
The shadow is gone
The thought is gone
Shadows in the wind are gone
I wrote this poem about a few years back. This poem is about my Grandma McGinnis. She died about 4 years ago. And this poem is dedicated to her....
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I like the poem.
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