The Wind

December 2, 2009
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She cradles the world,
Caressing the clouds
Moving them on their way
Like a fretting mother.

On hot summer days,
She sneaks up behind you
And blows across your neck
Giggling through the trees.

She tosses her colors
Dancing among the leaves,
Pulling at you to join
To share her joy

But beware upsetting Her
Quite the temper has She
Partners with Her brother
Smashing houses, drowning

Her tantrums done,
She whispers against ears
Apologizing and chastising
Sliding across the sky





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