A wind from the North Country <br />blows through the tapestry of my mind, <br />looking for something <br />that it may never find. <br />The hollow echo, <br />of a lonely life. <br />The sorrows of a misspent youth, <br />a tattered tale it leaves. <br />A journey I will not take, <br />for the sake that I might lose. <br />The thing that matters most in life, <br />our love that we both choose.<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-thing-that-matters-most-in-life/
