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Poem: Wind, Wind, Wind

The many calls of the wind...


Oh wind, wind, wind
It speaks not a word
Yet its call is known
It is not to be seen
Yet its presence is felt
It is from distance afar
Yet its touch is near
It is ever so free
Yet in bondage to sail and mill
Oh wind, wind, wind
What mysteries you reveal.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Oh Wind, Wind, Wind, Rose Marie Raccioppi, THE WIND AND THE WILLOW, Publish America, 2008.

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