I remember you
49I remember you
As the stormy winds from mountain tops, now sits in mist
The moon begin feeding the dark clouds, There i stood still
Watching the angry skies , as they reluctantly turns into gray
A chain of smoke, now joining the overcoats of them wind
going west at times, stretching east sometimes,
and there i stood still, wishing you were here
for what was once shared, i would cherish them
as we walk down old whiskey mountain road
For today, tomorrow and the day after
I'll remember you, just as before








fashion 6 months ago
Beautiful poem but enveloping sadness.