Blowing softly like an angel’s wing on my cheek
Oh that feels so lovely and sweet
Like a lover’s light kiss to my ear
Whistling softly sweet words of honey and dear

Roaring in anger and beating rain on me
Screeching and screaming loud as a banshee
Dark clouds looking like the end of the world
Racing across the sky in angry swirls

Brisk with crisp cold tones
Like a heart made out of stone
Dead still – not a sound at all
Silence making one feel very small

Playful swirling dirt in one’s face
Before moving on to another place
Racing around and around you go
Where you will stop no one will ever know

Wonder what your mood will be today
Angry - happy or just plain okay
Whichever mood it will be
I’m sure that you will always find me

© May 17, 2016