Poetry

The Wind

Listen to the wind,
Listen to it howl.
It whistles round my house,
From ceiling to the ground.
See the trees,
See the plants,
Watch them wave
Doing a little dance.
Look at the birds,
Look at the sky.
Everything is moving
Even the clouds passing by.
There are people,
Little children too.
See them fight against it,
As they battle through.
I like the wind.
I like the sound.
I like to watch everything
As it moves all around.

By Karen J Mossman.

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