• Where is the wind?
    My friend asks one day

    It’s on top of the tress
    Between ladies’ skirts
    Its under the robin’s wings bright and gay

    What color is the wind?
    My mother asks one day

    It s clear when light
    Its dark when it storms
    Its colorful when you look in a different way

    How do you know the wind is there?
    My father asks one day

    It sways the big trees
    It blows the sailboats
    And it turns my pinwheel when I play