The wind died with you, when you went away
The Birds were silent, the trees were still,
The People had nothing to say
The day you went away, there was stillness in the air
The Birds were quiet, The Tress unmoving,
The People didn’t care
The Wind took notice, stopped its flight, and mourned at the terrible loss
The Birds wouldn’t sing, the Trees quivered in pain
And the People wondered at the cause
The Wind died with you my friend, the day you fled this Earth
The Birds cried out, the Trees shook with rage
And the People questioned your worth
And then somewhere a baby cries, and life begins anew
The Birds are singing, the Trees rejoice, The People forget,
but the Wind it died with you
By: Chris Garwood
