A Windy Day
The wind's picked up,
The boughs dance and sway.
It's cold and dreary
on this Autumn day.
No work today.
In p.j.'s I'm warm,
sitting inside
watching the storm.
Bouncing boughs wave
and jump in the air.
Here inside it's warm,
not like out there.
I may or may not
get dressed on this day.
For now I'll just watch
the wind and trees play.
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2013
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