Feeling the wind

Just a light poem to get my creative juices flowing. Its been a while xP

On high plains, and low fields the wind blows.

Through the grass and in the trees, the wind goes.

Like water in a stream. Effortlessly, the wind flows.

Through ones hair the wind shows, feel the wind.

Softly it whispers in one's ears, hear the wind.

Gently it tickles one's nose, smell the wind.

Look around you, high and low. See the wind....

Author's Note

Really this probably isn't the best work anywhere. I was only partially paying attention when I wrote it.

Reviews

[The_Fox]

Thanks, heh glad you like my comments as well. Haha just putting my thoughts into it after I'm done. But I am glad you enjoyed the read

[Pryde Foltz]

Your author's notes are cute. Partially paying attention or not, I like the rhythm, structure, and imagery of the piece.