– written 25 Mar 06 by Renae’ Harrison

I know not what the violent skies

where the wind blows

or where its secret lies

The heart of the mountain

and its helpless cries

I stand there

remembering when…

The fall came, and with stubborn ways,

stared at me coldly,

spoke no words for days,

bitter-sweet sorrow

relentlessly fades away,

Dreaming hard, wanting long,

only to fall in-love

once again.

About satire1982

I'm a New Orleans native, US Army Veteran, and I love to write! I have a variety of interest, so I indulge in many different things. I love ALL things movies, and music. I also write poetry, and am currently working on my first book. Stay tuned! Satire
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