Written By HimThe wind whispers in her ear.
You have never been held so dear.All your life you have felt a slow death.
It slowly took away your breath.
You shut your eyes when you saw it there.
Going through the world without a care.
You know now that this was a lie.
Even after when you could not cry.
You want to play a little more.
Before finally closing that door.
You want to run and to be free.
But time is catching up to thee.
Life changes in so many ways.
It seems there are no more days.
You love you care and this you know.
Letting it out and for it to show.
It has been slow and never fast.
It seems to be made to last.
This is the question on many days.
How do I get through this maze?
The wind whispers in her ear.
You have never been held so dear. 
