When the wind blows, it comes to you and me.
When the wind touches me, it feels like a cool breeze on my skin.
The wind makes things move like a tornado and a hurricane, too.
The wind blows, and the whole world breaths it in like you and me.
The wind is dust and air, but it is still the air.
And when trees dance as the wind blows, it is the best gift on a hot sunny day.
It is the the cool breeze with everything we love put together to make the wind blow, blow, blow.
The wind might make a path like a stream or a river, but it doesn’t matter. What matters is
the wind blows to you and me.
Boone Elementary
4th