The Wind is a wanderer
Without any care
of where she should tread,
she’s as lighter than air
 
She hustles and bustles
along any path,
She dances and rustles
between the tall grass
 
And when she comes near,
e’ry creature does bow,
The trees wave their leaves,
though they never know how.
 
She frolics along,
she goes everywhere
she’s stolen my hat
and she’s tangles my hair
 
The Wind is a wanderer,
without any care
though many chase after
they’ll never get there.

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