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Past Winds
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I wrote this during english class while we were tlaking about metaphors. I miss my past, not the recent past, more like years ago, when I was little and everything was so simple. I miss the past winds and the joy and inocence they brought with them.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 157 - Published: 01-11-10 - id: 2762868
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I miss the past winds

They whisked away the storm clouds

And helped me see the sun

They brought with them joy

Singing to me songs of innocence

Whisking away my fears

Making me believe I could fly

They brought friends

Just as it whisked the fallen leaves around my legs

It made me believe that if I leaned into it

It would carry me through all my tribulations

It whispered to jump

It whispered it's promise of

Freedom…

Of security

I jumped

And it was gone

The friends it had brought me

Gone

The storm clouds it moved

Stayed

The joy it brought

Deflated

The innocence it reminded me of

Was no more

I hit the ground hard

My pride was scraped and bruised

I walked away older

Suddenly aware of my surroundings

Suddenly lost under the forming storm clouds

Those were darker than ever

I heard the thunder roar

I miss the past winds

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