Day comes and day goes
When oh when is the day that was told?
There hung the wind chime years ago
Winds come and winds go
Sing to your heart, sing till you old
Wind chime glow when wind blow
Where oh where will the wind go?
Blow it high, blow it low
Swinging fast or swinging slow
There I need the wind to show!
Sigh!
~Jane Lee~
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