Whispering Wind

Dancing around my toes
Chilling to the core
The wind whispers
'There's a new storm coming'
Rain and snow
The wind shrieks in excitement
Tearing at my hair
Howling around my clothes
It races under the doors,
To meet its friends

The wind whispers
'The storm has passed'
It dances around my toes
In anticipation
For that storm is not the last

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