there is a wind
that blows
from where I stand
over land over sea
no mountain high
no ocean wide
can stop this wind
from caressing the faces
of those I love
wherever they may be
there is a wind
that blows
from where I stand
over land over sea
no mountain high
no ocean wide
can stop this wind
from caressing the faces
of those I love
wherever they may be
poetry by Robert Ford
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Thank you, Jim.
I like it 😊
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Wonderful thoughts. ☺
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true that! may be you can read my blogs too..sometimes.. 🙂
Thank you. I will visit you.
yes! i hope you like my blog 🙂