Love Poem: When I Meet You
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Written by: Elizabeth Wesley

When I Meet You

Wind blows the branches
Crimson leaves fall;
Dark shadows dance
On the sunlit wall.

The wind softly whispers
Secrets to the trees;
Then I'm reminded
Of much more than these.

In the grey twilight
When ever I meet you;
The trees are more crimson
And the sky is more blue.

When the wind calls her song
In forgotten skies;
Would it be wrong
If we were not wise?