Whispers in the Wind
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Poetry
I dedicate this poem to my king Benny… May you finally Rest In Peace.
One day you’re here, the next you’re gone
There's nothing I can say that makes the pain go away.
My whispers every night never reached you it seems
Now I only see you in my vivid dreams
Our lives both torn apart by addiction and crime
We've paid the ultimate price and ran out of time.
My whispers now carry your ashes up to heaven
While my heart’s left here to ache 24/7.
By the dawn of tomorrow
A new day breaks
A world you’re no longer in
I know you’re looking down on me
I hear your whispers in the wind.....
I dedicate this poem to my king Benny… May you finally Rest In Peace.
One day you’re here, the next you’re gone
There's nothing I can say that makes the pain go away.
My whispers every night never reached you it seems
Now I only see you in my vivid dreams
Our lives both torn apart by addiction and crime
We've paid the ultimate price and ran out of time.
My whispers now carry your ashes up to heaven
While my heart’s left here to ache 24/7.
By the dawn of tomorrow
A new day breaks
A world you’re no longer in
I know you’re looking down on me
I hear your whispers in the wind.....
Date Published
November 11, 2025
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