Let the Wind Blow
Clayton Anderson Bell
When sorrow swarms about you,
Gripping you fast in its spell,
When tears flow like raindrops
And no one near you to tell.
When there is no end to nighttime,
Dawn seems never to show,
Go for a walk in the great outdoors,
Just let the friendly wind blow.
Blow away the sorrow and tears,
Bring back joy to your heart,
Smile a smile of happiness,
Be ready to start a new start.
Grasp the hand of your neighbor,
Wave to one and all as you go,
Hold firm to family and future,
And let the friendly wind blow.
To my cousin Ferne.
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2 comments:
Clayton this poem shows such insight into the hard process of grieving the loss of a loved one and allowing nature to take its course.
Dear Anonymous, I thank you for those kind words. May your tears and pain fly away with the friendly winds. Clayton.
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