puffy clouds
The wind is strong and fierce today, whipping noisily through the trees
It blows through my open window; sends papers sailing on a breeze
Birds are singing heartily as they hunt and perch and play
And I’m stuck at my computer as I work the day away
What is it about this windy day that beckons me, “Come Out!”
Autumn always grips me; I want to frolic all about
Soon enough, my workday will end and my time will be all mine
But for now, I must be content to work instead of whine
A somewhat silly poem by me (and I waited until after work to write it)
Long walks and dark chocolate 
Wow! You are good!! AT
glad you enjoyed