WIND.

Poem Body

Wind
Sometimes there
Messing up my hair
But I don't care
Places you've been
Things you've seen
You sure are pleasing
On hot summer days
Loose leaves dancing
Follow me along my way
Some people curse you
But I think you're o.k.

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Not actively editing

About the Author

Region, Country: Australia, AUS

Comments

Christopher

What a delightful little poem this is. It is light and airy(pardon the pun)

WIND

Thanks Lynn. I have had it for about 30 years but never done anything with it.