Chimes whisper in the wind,
peaceful in the night they swim.
Left and right, the wind does chime.
Giving the soul some restful time.
As the moon glides the sky,
little care has the wind that chimes.
The sound soothes each cry, whimper, and tantrum.
As the wind speaks out in the night like a phantom.
O how we love the wind that chimes,
always soothing the soul.
For another time.
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