Wind Spinner
A momentary pause
then a gust of wind applause
and the earth shifts,
revolves and spins and lifts.
A gentle breeze
sped along the tops of trees
as mother nature has a sneeze
and the ground begins to wheeze.
Here it comes again.
dark on gray clouds full of rain
and seasons change to summer, autumn, winter, spring
it's the wind spinner, nature's thing.
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2019
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