When the Wind Smiles

When the wind smiles
It plays with my hair
And speaks through the leaves
On the high old oak trees

When the wind smiles
I sing to it softly
And dance to the tune
It learned from the moon

When the wind smiles
It tells of its adventures
In far off places,
But it’s me the wind embraces

When the wind smiles
It blows away the clouds
To reveal a Texas sky so blue
That I laugh and smile too.

Jamie Morris
November 1, 1992

I originally wrote this poem without any line breaks, but I added them today to make the poem easier to read.

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