Wind in the Garden
by Pippi
Swwissh! The wind,
It runs, giggling to the roses
He tickles them
being annoying,
to the impatiens
who yell at him.
He laughs and
flys to the
lilys of the valley.
"Out!" They shout
"We don't need you here!"
So he retreats, but
will come back again!
Poetry Friday round up at Adventures in Daily Living
1 comment:
Very nice poem! You've got your own poetess in the house!
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