17 December 2010 ~ 0 Comments

The Wind

Whistling, bellowing Shouting to and fro Puffing down my chimney Hear the wind blow Clothes on the washing line Swinging in the breeze Hear the wind howling Blowing at the leaves Puffing and panting Blowing all day long Rustling and gustling Singing its song Rubbish out of litter bins Hats off heads Blowing tiles off […]

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17 December 2010 ~ 0 Comments

Where Is Or a Question of Nature

“Tweet”, said the bluebird to the flower The dandelion smiled while counting each hour: “The wind blows cold, the nights are long” The singing of the lark as the wind cuts through the grass: “It’s morning! It’s day! The night has passed!” The sun smiled at the clouds as they slowly passed: “The ducks swim […]

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