*The First book I recall being all mine was A Child's Garden of Verses.
It was given to me on my fourth birthday.
There were so many poems in that special book.
I loved it so. Today I still hold those verses dear to my heart.
Robert Louis Stevenson was a great man who
started my love for poetry.
This is one of his best poems I think.
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The Wind
by Robert Louis Stevenson
I saw you toss the kites on high
And blow the birds about the sky;
And all around I heard you pass,
Like ladies' skirts across the grass
Oh wind, a blowing all day long,
Oh wind, that sings so loud a song!
I saw the different things you did,
But always you yourself you hid.
I felt you push, I heard you call,
I could not see yourself at all
Oh wind, a blowing all day long!
Oh wind, that sings so loud a song!
O you that are so strong and cold,
O blower, are you young or old?
Are you a beast of field and tree,
Or just a stronger child than me?
O wind, a blowing all day long,
O wind, that sings so loud a song!