My Windmill Wheel
The windmill wheel
Goes slowly 'round
The breeze complies
Without a sound
Then there are times
It spins to fast
When hit with
An uncontroled blast.
Be it hot
Or be it cold
The little wheel
Will go and go.
Copyright © Marycile Beer | Year Posted 2005
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