.2. Blow At Will Poem by David Threadgold
.2. Blow At Will
Round and round the whirlwind turns
Ever strong it’s blowing
Wrecking homes and some now burn
It goes where no one knowing
Out of nowhere it began
It came but didn’t stay
Like a huge gigantic fan
That came then blew away
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
So few words but such a large message. Gave it a 10! Best, Linda
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4/19/2024 4:23:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
We just had some of those nasty winds, carrying wild fires on there backs. Great rhyme and flow. I admire how in such few words you are able to paint a complete picture.