the changes of the wind, <br />maybe the time for one, <br />to look to the future, <br />with the past locked away, <br />and the key thrown far into, <br />the sea, <br />the waves are high and rough, <br />the shore is calm and mild, <br />just like the mind of a child<br /><br />Sharron Stephenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-child-of-the-wind/
