Wind Poems: 5/9
Nature, Wind

THE WIND

© Kawaina gordon

I dedicate this poem to my mom

As the wind blows she sings in my ear
she sings me a song I so love to hear.
She sings of love, war and peace;
she is so gentle she'll put your mind at ease.
As she sings the trees dance to the rhythm
from left to right the trees are swinging,
as there leaves rustle and bustle in the air
here she comes again singing clear.
So be quiet to hear her sing for lots of songs she will bring.

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