Author Grace Hazard Conkling A WHITE way is the wind's way, — The silver side o' the leaf: Follow the wind, heart of mine, — Heart of grief! Wind of the dawn, wind of the dusk, — Winged wind of the day, Who would follow the wind must go — The wind's way. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments