She run away from home <br />When she was only 16 <br />She said, she was going <br />To follow the wind. <br />I seen the wind blow in our town <br />I've heard the wind blow in our town <br />But I never saw her. <br /> <br />Many Moons I have seen <br />Since she left us <br />And one day <br />She came home. <br />Mama was surprised to see her <br />And said 'you are one wild child.' <br /> <br />But she just smiled and said <br />''Wild is not me mama, <br />Wild is the wind.'<br /><br />Arsiema Berhane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wild-is-the-wind/
