The COOL
wind BLOWS
I have a WONDER
where it GOES.
Where it lands,
where it stops,
The cool wind blows flips
and flops.
SLAPS
on my face and squints
my eyes, leaves my stomach in a million ties.
What is the wind and where does it go?
It goes and goes it’s a MYSTERY
and nobody knows.
Sarah Elizabeth Byerly
Age: 9
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