I've been very busy this day
I started just a little before dawn
Blowing, here and blowing there
Making sounds like a little yawn
I like to blow so gentle
In the morning light
Bring fresh air to all
Who've had a restless night
I like to pick up speed
Just as I reach the hill
I see kids with their new kites
When I blow it gives them a thrill
If Mom has hung some snow white sheets
Out on the line to dry
I'll whip them with a mighty blast
And send them flying high
I like being called a big blow
Also a gentle little breeze
So soft and clean, for all to breathe
Some of you may even sneeze
Author notes
option #9
A contest entry
- Be Prompt by Darkwell.
1050 points, ended August 20, 2008, 19 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Say what you think
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This is cute. I am reminded of a child looking for some mischief to get into. Good job
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Thanks trekkergirl. Katie
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The wind is a very complex thing sometimes. It can change instantly. I can totally relate to the "some of you may even sneeze" part. I have allergies in the spring time. Great job!
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Thanks PianoMan. Glad it related to you in a small way. Thanks for your comments...Katie
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Lovely, i felt like i was floating with the breeze reading this
I like to pick up speed
Just as I reach the hill
I see kids with their new kites
When I blow it gives them a thrill
the thought of the breeze playing with the children is so playful and effective.
WTG! Good luck in the contest -
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Thank you Darkwell for the HM in your contest. I enjoyed entering and writin a poem for it...Katie
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