Softly The Winds Blow (Sedoka)

I hear the winds blow.
The leaves swish their rustling skirts.
Old memories stir once more.

Memories so dear,
Just simple things, warmth and love.
The winds fade, and so do you.

by Mary Naylor

Comments (1)

Though winds fade, warmth is imperishable. Hauntingly lovely, Mary. You felt this one very deeply. Love, Sandra