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Who Has Seen the Wind?
by Christina Georgina Rossetti
(1830-1894)
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you.
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I.
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.
Autumn is a beautiful time of year because of the leaves. The leaves fall and gracefully make their way down. My mother says “The leaves dance, and when they catch the wind, they come twirling and swirling down.” So sitting in my reading chair reading and thinking up new ideas for my blog, I watch the leaves dance and swirl and think, ‘My dad has to clean this up.’
