That Wind
Oh, that Wind,
He riled them up
Those leaves were
Minding their own business
Sittin’ at the edge of the yard
Resting just here and there
A couple’a piles thrown in
Peaceful and docile like
Then He came
Rushing right through ‘em
I could almost see him
Blowing out his big cheeks
Spreading his big arms out wide
And grinnin’
Sending them scurrying around
Everyone laughing and giggling
Like a hundred children
On the playground out at recess
Oh, what a playful one that Wind
He just loves to come dance with them.
Riled them right up he did!
ksc, March 8, 2012
