BE UNIQUE | A POEM
And It Was
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1 min readMay 27, 2020
I can’t help but love the way the wind howls
My brother always told me it was the wolves out back
On the days when the trees would shake
We’d stay inside
With our noses pressed against the window
Waiting to see the beasts the woods hide
He’d point
Look it’s over there don’t you see
Squinting hard I’d make myself believe
Crying out
Quick hide don’t let it come near
Into the fort, he’d scream
It’s safe in there
And it was
So I can’t help but love the way the wind howls.
