The Wind... Poem by Grecher Gutierrez
The Wind...
I hear the wind
he's calling me to play
I run along the park
he's angry chasing me
Blowing so hard
that it made me fall
and my note he took
even angrier it got
that the flowers flew
next to him they flew
I ran for my life
Knocking on my window and door
he made a huge storm
I yelled for him to stop
Silence
He finally gave up
now Earth is mad at me
it wants me to leave
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