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Harsh words, they spat at me
like the man with his tobacco
i felt them sting my heart
like the metal tong of the bucket
I was a bird, whose wings had been clipped
the wind whispered of unspoken joy
the ground spoke of relentless pain
i knew the time would come, when me and the wind were done
I wanted the breeze to lift me, to take me places no human could dream to reach
They speak of things they do not know
the leaves attempted to coo
they speak the truth, you are no good
the rock whisperd to me
I felt the wind at my back and smiled
these wings had not been properly cut
I stretched the ernestly, eagerly awaiting the sky
She pushed
they pulled wanting me to stay aground
The wind pushed and i was off
nestled once again in her heart
a bird must fly
a human will walk
such are the ways of life
And i will always love, the one who is the wind in my life <3 maddy you will always be my wind, the wind that pushes me forward when i dont think i can, the wind that wraps around me when i am afraid. i love you. heart