Whispered on the Winds of Change

by Y. M. Roger

       When we were young, we would often pretend
       Heroes and halos could all save the day,
       Immersed in our childhood fun with no end
       So many summers and years slipped away.
       Perhaps there, deep inside, everyone knew
       Each time that first day of school would begin,
       Riding those unicorns was never true
       Echoing whispers of life’s changing wind.
       Deception, it’s true, is a dangerous game

       One played deep inside our young adult mind,
       Newly found freedoms and raw lust to tame

       Teem into holes youth’s dreams left behind.
       Heady those feelings stirred down in our soul
       Enchanted such that true love’s vows we exchange,

       Willing to mark as forever our goal
       In spite of the wind softly whispering change.
       Noteworthy the speed of life’s passing years
       Dandy nests fill then grow empty again,
       Softly youth's dreams remind we’re in arrears

       Our sunsets lose luster as longings grow pained.
       Fin'lly one morn, sunrise makes us blink twice

       Colors of trueness both naked and strange,
       Hauntingly we reflect back through our life
       And pray we find there our own wind of change:
       Not our dreams, not some vows, not all that’s past.
       Grabbing hold of tomorrow, we reach for that Star… as
       Eternity whispers that life’s changes won’t last.

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2020

Sooo, it's not the original... because the original had two I's in WIND... yep, the blonde was wearing her hair color tonight! Sigh. ;) Thanx for reading me anyway... ;)

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