Enter The Breeze

The Colorful Wind

Wind is all around us,

Blowing through the air.

Whipping leaves around us plus,

laughing invisible, without a care.

I despise the wind with all its thrust,

Though not seeing it brings the great such lust.

Trying to remember, it's playing tricks on me,

I come with plot, to beg, and plea.

I ask the glorious wind about itself,

and why we cannot see.

It answered with a cold damp grin I guess,

and replied "not up to me".

Has the Wind ever frightened you ?

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