I Heard The Wind Poem by Patti Masterman

I heard the wind laugh, at the windows,
As I quietly made the bed,
'I'll pull these nails out, one by one-
Your roof will lie upon your head.'

I heard the wind titter past the eaves,
As Winter weather swirled around,
'I'll take these panes whenever I want-
And all the leaves will tumble down.'

I heard the wind trying all four walls,
And the wood beams, shifting weight,
As he promised, 'I'll let the moon in-
And the creatures, that roam late.'

Then I heard wind whisper, where I lay
In bed, and hoped it soon would wane-
'Do not worry your world will last-
Mark my words; it's all in v-a-i-n-nnn..'