Relationship like the wind
Whirring hot, cold or mild
Sometimes like the hurricane
Blowing on top gushing wild
When it turns cold
All the life problems arise
Nothing seems right
The red light in the eyes
When the whirring turns mild
It's time to hold the horses
Listen to the whispering wind
Retrace the steps asking why
Some will go the easy way
Say goodbye try another time
Let the old become a memory
Let the new be the change
Relationship isn't a one way street
There must be give and take
Listening and forgiving or compassion
Living then will be a breeze
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