Through The Pines ~ A Poem By Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

When the wind blows on the mountain
And the sun begins to shine
I can see your face before me
As the wind blows through the pines

It was high up on this mountain
Where we said our last goodbye
We thought we’d be together
Until the end of time

But life can be so difficult
As we both learned on that day
We shared a kiss for the very last time
As the wind blew through the pines

~The Tennessee Poet~
©Walt Page 2019 All Rights Reserved

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