LJM (1977- / Orlando, Florida)

A Moment

I hear the soft sweet wind,
as it carries whispering voices away,
as the cool morning breeze passes me by,
I feel the warm sun comfort my cold soul,
As I wait, to reach out and touch,
What in my mind feels like,
the soft heavens above.

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