Gusty Breeze Poem by David Darbyshire
Gusty Breeze
Rating: ★5.0
On that windy day,
my hat blew away.
I chased that hat,
high and low,
down the road
it did blow.
I was just bending down,
to pick it up.
And another gusty breeze
blew up the hat.
It floated down and on my
head it sat.
It's a funny thing, then I went
and bought a long piece of string.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
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4/23/2024 5:22:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
dave that was funny...hat tied down with a string...now i know how to recognize you in amsterdam...lol...love...nalini