Wind

Wind is to show

How a thing can blow,

And especially through trees;

When it is fast

It is called a blast,

And it's otherwise known as a breeze.

It begins somewhere in the sky,

Like a sigh,

Then it turns to a roar,

And returns to a sigh once more.

Wind is the air

In your hair,

When you stand

On the sand

By the shore.

Wind will shake the lattices late at night,

It will make the clouds go by;

Anything easy that's hard to do,

It is pretty sure to try:

Blow down a pine,

Clothes from a line,

Tumble a chimney top.

Wind is the general sound

You hear around,

That suddenly likes to stop.