Who will dance with the wind now that you’re really gone? <br />Who will catch the sun’s rays on the hot summer morn? <br /> <br />Who will slow down the gust when it’s out of control? <br />Who will dilute the air that’s toxic to my soul? <br /> <br />Who will speak to the clouds about sending the rain? <br />Who will shelter me from the storm and soothe my pain? <br /> <br />Who will stand in the rain when others hide away? <br />Who will provide a place for little birds to play? <br /> <br />Who will catch my rain drops before they touch the ground? <br />Who will keep luxuriant grass from turning brown? <br /> <br />Who will present me a fruit for my morning dish? <br />Who will nourish my eyes and satisfy my wish? <br /> <br />Who will fix this huge hole in the soil of my heart? <br />Who will give me comfort now that we are apart?<br /><br />howard simon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-fallen-tree/
