The Wind Is Blowing Poem by rhiana bishop
The Wind Is Blowing
The is blowing in my face
i run to win the race
The wind is blowing down the trees
as the big sound scares me
The wind is blowing out my candle
a i run from the scandle
The wind is blowing at half two
why aren't you?
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: wind
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