Mrs Gil-Galad Took
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When the wind cries above the sea
When the wind cries it sounds heavily
The wind cries a song, a song for love
And it comes from one place and that's above
When the wind blows out of the sky
When the wind blows you may wonder why
The wind blows softly, gentle and warm
You can feel it when it touches your arm
When the wind whistles and it sounds like a bird
When the wind whistles your prayers might be heard
The wind whistles, a special tune for you
Please close your eyes and know the Angels are there too
If the wind cries it does to make you understand
If the wind blows it does to let you feel it's not the end
If the wind whistles it does to carry you away
Into your memories of the two ladies you dearly loved and will see again one day
This poem is written from out of my head. I didn't have to think about it. And I like to dedicate this poem to Copperfox who recently suffered another heavy and aweful loss in his life.
When the wind cries it sounds heavily
The wind cries a song, a song for love
And it comes from one place and that's above
When the wind blows out of the sky
When the wind blows you may wonder why
The wind blows softly, gentle and warm
You can feel it when it touches your arm
When the wind whistles and it sounds like a bird
When the wind whistles your prayers might be heard
The wind whistles, a special tune for you
Please close your eyes and know the Angels are there too
If the wind cries it does to make you understand
If the wind blows it does to let you feel it's not the end
If the wind whistles it does to carry you away
Into your memories of the two ladies you dearly loved and will see again one day
This poem is written from out of my head. I didn't have to think about it. And I like to dedicate this poem to Copperfox who recently suffered another heavy and aweful loss in his life.
