PLAYING WITH THE WIND

This morning a gust of wind snuck up behind me without making a sound… nudged me a little forward and knocked my hat onto the ground. It might have been my imagination but I think I heard the wind chuckle just a little bit… and as she knocked the hat from off my head I swear she said,“Tag! You’re it!” I’m not one to shy away from a challenge and even though a slow morning walk I prefer… after I retrieved my hat and placed it back on my head…I went chasing after her. Although she had a nice head start…this impish morning breeze I spotted her up ahead…waving from the trees. I lost her for a moment as those same trees I passed… until I turned the corner and saw her running through the grass. But the wind does not play fair…you might shay she’s a little sneak… since she’s invisible we spent that game of tag also playing hide-and-seek. I spotted her in the Spanish moss and as through a flower garden she plowed… She thought I wouldn’t notice when she moved up to the clouds. But I was undeterred…I was in a child-like groove I kept my eye on that elusive wind and watched her every move. And when she descended from the clouds…I felt a little proud…I must admit as I put my hand upon her shoulder…smiled…and said, “Tag! You’re it!” The wind, however, does not give up easily…once again…without making a sound she snuck up behind, nudged me forward and knocked my hat onto the ground. I spent the rest of that morning walk…at the beginning of my week… playing with the wind…her version of tag and hide-and-seek. But since my old legs were sore …from all that running…and physical abuse tomorrow I’ll ask the wind to play something a little less strenuous… perhaps Red Rover…Ring Toss…or Duck Duck Goose.