All Will Be Well Poem by Ernestine Northover

Whisper to the wind,
Hey, wind, please stay calm.
Give a gentle breeze,
And do us no harm.
Blow away the rain,
So that there is none.
Then all will be well,
When the day is done.

Whisper to the rain,
Hey, rain, that feeds all.
When you need to cry,
Let it gently fall.
Wash away the dust,
Freshen up the soil.
Then all will be well,
And the day won’t spoil.

Whisper to the sun,
Hey, sun, shine on me.
Let me know your warmth,
All your heat is free.
Brighten up the hours,
Setting in the west.
Then all will be well,
Our day truly blessed.


© Ernestine Northover