The North Wind Came To Town Poem by Marilyn Shepperson

It was the start of winter
The late evening crisp and chill
The people were hurrying homeward
When the north wind arrived in town
He blew straight down the high street
Gusting strongly at the crossroads
The people hurried even more
To get safely back indoors
The north wind swirled up to the sky
And summonded up a storm
The thunder gave a deep throated growl
At the north winds' command
The lighteneing did spit and snarl
As the rain came pattering down
But as no- one was left outside
To pester and annoy
Bored now and wanting other play
The north wind left the town
It came across a lonely house
On the verge of tumbling down
It had no windows and few tiles
And most of those were cracked
The door was sagging on one hinge
With all the paint long gone
Gleeful now, the north wind
Whistled right around the house
Loosening a few more tiles
And making the chimney pots shake
It was down one of those chimney pots
The north wind used to slip inside
The house, to see what he could find
He twirled down the hallway
And whirled into every room
When in one room, what he found
Was a very strange sight
Sitting there on the floor
So he thought to try and frighten it
He puffed and danced and howled
Sending the chair crazily rocking
Stirring up years of dust
While ruining the webs of ancient spiders
Now long dead
But the thing only smiled at him
As he did all that he could
Yet when the north wind quietened down a bit
Now feeling very puzzled
The thing stood up and grinned at him
Then rattled its' chains loudly
It gave three unearthly, hollow shrieks
Before collasping with a despairing moan
The north wind was silent now
Simply leaving the way he had come
And returned to his home
But now when the north wind
Decides to visit the town
He remembers what happened on that night
And leaves the old house well alone.