Asking Why

Asking Why


A whisper that brushed my skin

Like wind in my hair. 

A touch I’ll always remember

I thought I’d find you there.

Mist on the lake by moonlight

Gone like a sigh. 

I hold tight with my heart

The memory, asking why.


Penny Wilson

I am a freelance writer that writes in several genres.  I've had a successful blog with a growing and loyal following for more than 5 years.  I've written articles for Counseling Directory .org, Introvert Dear .com and WOW Women on Writing.  I'm currently working on my first novel.  You can find more of my writings on my blog at:  and follow me on Twitter @pennywilson123


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