The wind is a bully today.
It is pushing the plants and the trees and the leaves around.
It is pushing the clouds and the birds and it seems even the sun around,
so high in the sky,
how can that be,
but it seems to be.
That bully, the wind
You cannot push over me!
1 comment:
Yet the wind probably feels you are the bully for not conceding. Interesting concepts, both sides!
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