You should have heard the wind
Roaring in my orchard
One fine spring day in May
He was so full of himself
He almost blew the trees away
Why he was in such a foul mood
Even the robins couldn’t say
All I know for sure
Is that once he was done
Blowing all the clouds around
The sky became sunny
And ten thousand blossoms
Covered the ground
By Darryl T Davies