May your troubles blow away,
so far away, with the whistling wind,
never to pass this way, ever again;
your feet on your own path
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May your troubles blow away, what a wonderful thought, a lovely poem.
Wow, Smoky, this is really good. The cadence is as quick as the wind and by the time I had read it my troubles have surely blown away as your poem blows me away. Good job.
Fantastic, really fantastic. A poem we all should read when we feel low.