The Wind
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Eric Wessels, Grade 7, Narrogin Senior High School
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Poetry
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2015
Excellence Award in the 'Read Write Repeat 2015' competition
The wind speeds ahead,
His icy breath hold us cold and still,
He pounces on us holding us within his grasp,
We can see his great shaggy face,
We can feel his anger growing in an ever more frenzy,
He rips up the trees on either side,
For his thirst for hunger has not been satisfied,
In his great stormy eyes, I see sadness.