When The Wind Blows

        When The Wind Blows
          By  Lisa Ann Noe
         
I hear a whistle a call in the wild.
It’s calling to me, says beware there little child.
It began to get louder and the trees started to sway.
I wandered If that wind was going to blow me away.
The leaves were rattling,
A wispy sweet sound.
The wind could crush us into the ground.
A tornado can spin off from the wind
Many people have met their end.

On a hot summer day a soft breeze does blow,
It helps nature to grow. 
It cools us and feels so very nice
It brings smells of my roses and of my spice.

It gives and it takes it is a complicated thing
But with out it the world would not be complete..
Birds and butterflies catch the lovely wind with their wings.
But along comes the wind, and they are gone it would seem.