The wind rushes through the trees
It's trying to talk to the birds and the bees
It picks up my hair on a warm summer day
It makes the brown leaves all float away
It makes noises all through the night
I may just give you a fright
Wind keeps my face cool when it's hot
Some people think wind's all bad but it's really not
(C) Hannah M Lee 2010
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