Windy days
When the leaves scatter like living things
Marching past me as I sit
On this step
My face to the sun
Windy days
When the washing flaps on the line turning inside out
And sheets are possessed with a need to wrap me in their folds
As I patiently peg
One peg
Two pegs
That can barely hold
Anything down
Windy days when the dogs go silly
And jump all over me
With eyes rolling
And tongues lolling
Windy days when the dust from miles away
Ends up on my floor
And in the pool
Windy days
Show us the fools we are
To think we are in charge
Because on windy says
Momma Earth shakes us all
