POEMS ABOUT THE WIND

When the wild wind whistles

    And the rain pours down

With a loud pitter-pattering

    On villages and towns;

 

When the trees dance in unison

   To the wild rampant storm;

When you and I are safe in bed

   All cuddled up warm;

 

When clouds chase like chariots

   Across the blackened sky

And the moon watches over us

    From way, way up high - - -

 

The world slowly turns around;

   The sun smiles over hills;

People make their way to work

   In offices and mills;

 

Children scamper off to school;

   Dogs begin to bark;

Gardeners plan their day ahead

   In gardens and in parks.

 

There’s traffic in the high street,

   And people in the shops;

The sun’s now shining brightly

   And the wind’s begun to drop;

 

The wind and rain have left behind

   A day that’s warm and bright -

But do you think that blustery wind

   Will sneak back here tonight?

 

 

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