The Whispering Wind Poem by Catherine Shipman

Whispering, whispering into my ear
Telling me, telling me just to not fear
Compelling me, telling me to be more near

I fell and I yell and I flew
I felt so grand and new
Can't you come, won't you come too?

It lifted me up higher, higher and higher
Till I flew up and touched the sky

I touched the sun, I touched the moon and I touched the rainbow too
I breathed the crystal clean clear air
I saw the turtle dove too
I heard it coo, I'm telling you

I touched
I breathed
I saw
I heard,
A gentle little bird