The Wind

• Abigayle Sellers, Grade 3, John Butler Primary College -
• Poetry
• 2018

Finalist in the 'Write Along 2018' competition

As the wind was waving
Wallie was wafting
side to side
as the water was cold.
The trees were rocking
with rain ripping
the claws of the wind.
The leaves were so fragile
grass growing green
grapes glowing
craving the wind to slow.
Settle softly stroked strings
stretching soiled flowers.
Slowly the wind
started to sail
forgetting the lens of the water
waving while whistling.