Poems From My Soul HTML version

And cast them upon you?
I am simply reminding you that I’m there.
For when you neglect wind,
You are neglecting the summertime breeze,
The autumn leaves,
The rustling of the springtime trees.
I am a gust of wind,
Earth’s true friend.
People ain’t always kind
‘s part of life, we learn
We learn too late
Before we’ve made mistakes
Like we don’t know we can.
People laugh at you while you’re turned round
They point and snicker
‘cause you mighta said somethin’
you mighta done somethin’
But ain’t that part of life?
People trip you on the street