The constant gushing of the wind

Is shoving as it hisses by

Strewing objects all around

Who angered the wind?

It’s slicing my ears and nose

Chilling my toes, and yanking the

Cape off my back, it stole my hat

And smacked me across my face

It made me cry 😦

Who angered the wind?

7:17 PM

Vera Jackson © 2013