Windy

sometimes wind whispers

sometimes the wind roars

sometimes it seeps through the bottom of doors

 

in summer it cools

in winter it chills

and piles the snow in glittering hills

 

birds use it soar

boats use it to sail

bards use it to orate their epic tells

 

carry me gently

or blow me away

adjust the sails ’cause it’s windy today.

 

© Shar Mohr

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