Wind
Gwen Pratt | 2nd Grade, Room 22
A little Gray Building
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Wind as light as a feather
But better.
It cools you down on a hot summer day.
And gives you the shivers a long way away.
The trees bend in the wind.
Their leaves turn colors.
It feels as a feather would.
I like the wind.
It helps my kite fly high in the sky.
As it goes away, my mom says,
It will come back some day.
I say, I miss my friend.
I write him letters, but I know he can’t write.
My mom says she’ll mail them.
She winks at my dad, I know.