by Anna M.

You cannot smell it,
You cannot taste it,
You cannot see it,
You cannot waste it.

The wind you can feel when it blows,
It is the wind that makes the sailboats go.

You know its there, but you don't know where,
Either way, it stays the same.

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Nov 10, 2014
by: Anonymous

Wow! What a wonderful poem!

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