The Wind

By Shreya Sandur

Having the power to blow off everyone,

The mighty wind can be stopped by none.

But still, it whooshes gently past my ear,

As if trying to say, “I won’t hurt you, dear!”.

Blowing from the sunny days to the downpours,

It has done infinite world tours.

Hot, cold, humid, or dry,

It dominates the Earth from the ground to the sky.

Through the woods it finds its way,

Making all the trees swing and sway.

A cool, Summer windy weather,

Is just what makes me feel fresh and better!

The caring, patient, mother nature!

It’s very difficult to become like her.

What would have happened without the wind,

Is a thing that none have imagined.

By Shreya Sandur