My Dad used to read these poems to me when I was young. They used to send me to sleep because they are writen with perfect rhythm. Although I am now fourteen I still love these poems; they remind me of my Dad and can be read on many different levels. If people disagree could I please ask them not to post offensive comments they may upset some people. I have no problem with you having an opinion I would just prefer you to keep them to yourself if you are going to be rude. Thank you.
Wind on the Hill
No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes.
It's flying from somewhere As fast as it can, I couldn't keep up with it, Not if I ran.