Wind

Flying, spinning

Playing flute

Harp, and vioin

The wind,

Playing

Dancing about my head

Down and up!

Side and through

Thinking,

Calmly slowing

Resting, now

Rustling leaves

Slightly, pulling

Away into the wind

Leaves, tugging

At the earth-bound ones

Longing to go

Flying away

Saying goodbye...

The End

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