Wind

When will it come,
Bringining hopes,
Spreading news,
Reuniting home.

The time for them have come,
Giving hopes to sailors,
Along with all dangers,
For them to set sail and strong,
And doing what is not wrong,
Taking them away from home.

Here comes the wind ,
Bringing news from the sea,
Where your eyes couldnt see,
Telling that they win,
All the challnges that came,
As thought it us just a game.

Sometimes, no new news came,
Leaving those who were home,
Worried for those that they love,
Wondering ifthey are really safe.

But ill news do come along,
Bring despair and sadness,
As they hear all the losses,
That the wind carry along.

For those who are lonely,
Wind is one of their friend,
As the soft and gentle touch,
Making the soul content,
Although is not that much,
Until the day that one died.