The western wind whispers to me.
It pulls at my heart,
drawing me to it.
Calling out my name.
Wanting to bring me to its place,
Where Cowboys once roamed.
Where life will never be the same.
Better places, grand new things
To see . Western sunsets, the sunrises, the clear n star filled sky, all the beautiful things only seen in pictures, in the deepest places in my mind.
The western wind whispers to my heart, wanting me to be a part of it.
Linda Dillon Nelsen
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Longing to be out west with my fiancé