Carol Mitra Poet Free verse

The Wind At Play

The sun rises to hold sway
Woken up by the gentle wind
Who is in the mood to play
The clouds glide and are few
Across a vast expanse of blue
The wind blows curls away
From a little girls face
She looks around to see
Whose entered her space
And moves her curling tendrils
off her little face
She clutches down her frock
As the wind lifts it up
Giggling with laughter
she fills natures cup
The flowers all around
Approve of this play
As they nod their colored heads 
Moving with the wind they  bob and sway

17.3.2021

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Caren Krutsinger March 21, 2021 at 12:48 AM There is a prancy-ness to this one that exudes a child's uninhibited joy and laughter. Congrats! Carol Mitra March 21, 2021 at 3:42 AM Yes the joy of a childs laughter is at par and one with nature....Thanks and love :)

Janice Canerdy March 18, 2021 at 6:10 PM Such a lovely poem! CONGRATS on your win, Carol. Carol Mitra March 18, 2021 at 6:55 PM Thank you dear Janice...much love:)

L. J. Carber March 18, 2021 at 7:29 AM Very sweet! Congrats Carol on your win Carol Mitra March 18, 2021 at 9:57 AM Thank you very much :)

Kim Merryman March 17, 2021 at 3:51 PM Carol, you have painted a sweet picture with your words! Congrats on your win! Blessings, Kim M Carol Mitra March 17, 2021 at 6:32 PM Thank you dear Kim....yes this one for my sweet daughter :)

Joseph May March 16, 2021 at 6:59 AM Lovely write Carol, best wishes Carol Mitra March 16, 2021 at 8:11 AM Thank dear Joseph...much love :)