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This poem is an old one. Written back in 2011 as part of my 365 Day Poetry project. This is inspired by a photo of a wooden windchime and it brought me to write this poem.

Wind Chime

10600587_10204764587811044_3323353174422219428_nby Devin Mitchell Durbin02 Sep 2013

I get this feeling,
When I am alone.
That the wind is softly speaking.
To my lonely ears.
It reminds me of my mother,
Singing mournfully in the rain,
A day when a piece of the world died.
I spent those days in panic.
Hating to be alone.
So I remembered the many voices.
That always made me feel at home.
So I took the time,
To build me a wooden wind chime.
To speak the words I need to hear.
When I am all alone.