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Blowing Wind It's a dark night The wind howls outside, Looks like we are in for One hell of a ride. The wind blows at 52 miles an hour or more The rain starts coming down, I'm not worried though My face doesn't hold a frown. A good thing about The wind blowing around outside, It's a nice warm wind And gulls swiftly glide. Copyright Cynthia Jones Sept.29/2005 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades
