As the wind whispers
names from my past
there is only one

one.....alone!

that stands free
from all the others

A name with such elligance

and beauty.....

the name takes shape in my mind
from your soft toes, round shoulders, neck and pretty face
and a smile full of hope and laughter

If you were a melodi
I would only use the good notes

the wind shall call out your name through the ages

just as my heart/////