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About This Author
A changeling spirit,
constantly evolving,
revolving around an inner core,
spinning forth legend and lore,
stories and lives
as I come to grips
with who and what I am,
have been and may be.
I am a phoenix:
rising ever above and beyond!
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Wild Wind Wild Wind
He was gone in the morning when I opened my eyes
A note on the table said ‘Now don’t be surprised.
Of course I love you, but I ain’t the staying kind
So it’s time to move on, I’ve made up my mind.
I don’t like goodbyes and I can’t handle tears
And maybe I’ll come back here one of these years.
Go on with your life, find a man who will stay
With the prettiest woman down Pettysville way.'
I've gone for a ride on the wild wind,
Gone off to someplace I've never been
Where I'll fall in love all over again
And then hitch a ride on the next restless wind.
Never was one for staying, for putting down roots
I get that ole itch in my black leather boots
And be on my way chasing some dream
Across the horizon, for a place yet unseen.
I knew from the start that he wouldn’t stay
But I’m glad that he asked me to dance that day
And stayed for a while, came in to my heart
For I was richer for it right from the start.
A poet, a wanderer, a teller of tales,
Should have been a sailor who followed the sails.
I’m sorry he’s gone, for I’ll miss his smile,
But I’m so glad he stayed, at least for a while.
He’s gone for a ride on the wild wind,
Gone off to someplace he’s never been--
Where he’ll fall in love all over again
And then hitch a ride on the next restless wind.
(together)
Maybe one day I’ll see him/her again
And maybe we’ll love ‘neath the restless wind
Where I'll fall in love all over again,
And then hitch a ride on the next wild wind.
(he'll)
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