Did you hear Mr Wind as he shook the wind chimes,
When he rattled the door and he blew the pub signs?
Did you hear as he screamed when he chased over hills
And he laughed as he bowed down the gold daffodils?
Then he tussled with hedges and rustled the trees
And he twirled the windmills and danced over seas.
How he whirled and he twirled in a magical dance,
But to see Mr Wind there’s no possible chance.
The clouds in the sky all ran hither and thither
And even Mum’s washing was all of a dither.
His wild working fingers have tousled your hair.
He played teasing games without even a care.
He has tangled the sheets and has mangled the wheat,
And the rubbish he’s blown everywhere in the street.
He has whipped round the corner, blown over a bin,
But I’m sure if you met him, you’d see his big grin.
He is cheeky and sneaky; he’s loud and he’s proud
And he watches the world from high up on a cloud.
Well, our earth would be strange if he just went away.
How we’d miss Mr Wind and the strange games he plays.
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I guess, as the writer of these poems, I shouldn't have a favourite poem because if I didn't like what I wrote it wouldn't be here for you, but I LOVE writing about the wind, as you will no doubt have guessed. Look at all the verbs I've used. What a busy man is Mr Wind. I've enjoyed doing the double rhyming in the lines for fun and putting in all the action (verbs) that Mr Wind has been involved in. Children and teachers enjoyed this poem too. It was chosen to go in one of my books, which, sadly are no longer published as the publisher has retired and sold his business. If your children like my poems, they can always send me a picture or a photo describing the poem. You might like to have a competition. Josie