The Wind Is Waiting... Poem by Martin O'Neill

The Wind Is Waiting...

Rating: 4.8


The wind circles
Waiting in the branches
To sweep the stones
Clear of leaves
When I depart.
For now though,
It shows respect
As do I.
Respect for a life
A time and love
And the heartprint
You left behind.

In the sunlight-
A tear, falling.
A gift of thanks
For being.
Rest in peace.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Patti Masterman 20 April 2010

Simply exquisite. I can't believe you are here at PH; instead of being on some leather lined bookshelf, along a hallway of polished marble.

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Martin O'Neill

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Solihull, Birmingham, England
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