I'll always be here with you
though my body cannot stay.
I promise to come to you,
whether it be night or day.
My voice will softly whisper
as a promise in the wind,
I'll leave you hugs and kisses,
and caresses without end.
Whether you're out in the Forest,
where my words caress the leaves,
or at home back in our cabin,
I will whisper around the eaves.
I will muss your hair and tease your cheeks,
and caress your furrowed brow,
and I will lie along side you
as the Fir Trees gently bow.
Though I hate so much to leave you,
there's no hope for me to mend.
I will always come back to you
as a promise in the wind.
Ron Cole
May 2008 |
Submission Name: "A Promise In The Wind"
