Nothing Changes Comments

A lovely poem Aisha, I believe it would flow more evenly in cuplets though, what do you think? It is fine as it is of course and it is your poem. Smiling at you, ever changing Tai

'Last night the wind was whispering, I was trying to make out what it was Last night the wind was whispering something-I was trying to make out what it was, I tell myself something's coming, But it never does.' Bob Dylan, Lonesome Day Blues