Nature / Rhythmic Stories November 21, 2020

Winds of Time

The Winds of Time

When the wind picks up 

It stirs up all the dust

Things scatter all about

Too many things to even count 

Nothing stays in its place

As if it’s all been erased

Time is the same in the end 

Just like that rushing wind

People are scattered all about

It feels like you’ve missed out

All things change and that’s just fine

Even green tomatoes turn red on the vine

Babies shoes that now are bronzed 

Now he’s a man and the baby’s long gone

Time like the wind is part of life

Sometimes Joy coupled with strife

scatter your winds in the direction you want to go

So In due time the new world you’ll know

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