The Caress of the Wind

While dinning in the exquisite dinning-room, I could see the wind rustling through the trees. The playful wind creates havoc, With the neighbors and friends walking. Their clothes are embraced by the wind, Their fashion hats fly through the air. On a windy day the kites fly high in the sky, Fluttering in the breeze. Walking becomes difficult, I don't walk when the weather is windy. You could sit on the bench, talking with friends Feel the wind on your back. What a lovely breeze, The wind song sings softly to the neighbors. Caress of the wind both friend and foe, Rocking us gently, like his children. I like the warm gentle wind, God's children guest. Author: Gwen von Erlach Schutz.