Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame

WIND OUTSIDE MY WINDOW

Listening to the wind outside my window
Feeling the tension and worries of the day
Mellow away from this soul and calms in
Cracking the window, feeling its breezes
Rushing through the metal weaved screen
Air softly caressing across my sleepy body
Taking me back to memories of grandpa
And his farm on the hill of the Diamond R
Lying on a cot or old sofa feeling the wind
Through the old wooden window screens
Watching the pale, lacy sheers rise ‘n fall
Or sleeping on the grand patio on an old bed
Swing, swinging lightly back and forth
Branches sway as its leaves rustle and move
As the wind blows through them to and fro
What comfort on a weary soul to feel and
Hear the gentle winds blowing freely outside