June's Rhymes
The Wind
The wind takes a kite way up high
It helps when the birds want to fly
A slight breeze on a warm day
Entices the kids outside to play
My eyes can see a gentle breeze
Just by looking at swaying trees
Fresh air comes on a puff of wind
Gentle and kind, it's a good friend
Carrying the seeds to be planted
Life growing where they landed
This poem was written for a friend
Someone who is a fan of the wind
It helps when the birds want to fly
A slight breeze on a warm day
Entices the kids outside to play
My eyes can see a gentle breeze
Just by looking at swaying trees
Fresh air comes on a puff of wind
Gentle and kind, it's a good friend
Carrying the seeds to be planted
Life growing where they landed
This poem was written for a friend
Someone who is a fan of the wind
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The Wind
The Wind