BY CAROLE NICHOLS
I feel the wind brush my skin
As warmly as a lover's touch.
Filling me with the scents of life;
Reminds me that I've lost so much.
All around me I can hear
The sweet sounds of nature's song.
I feel the loneliness deep in my soul
And wonder if I'll ever belong.
Above me the stars twinkle and shine,
Sparkling with mystical glee.
Filling my heart with such an ache;
I wonder at the humor they see.
I stand here in solemn comtemplation
Of the life stretching ahead of me;
I gaze down into the calm, cool water
And know that I will never be free.
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