Ode to a Blustery Day

You are an invisible waif

Who takes me by surprise.

You are a syncopated strafe,

An onslaught from the sky.

You are a stray ragamuffin

Tugging at my hair.

You are rhythmic percussion,

Music in the air.

You are the reason

For cosy layers of clothes:

The hat and coat,

The scarf and gloves,

The redness of my nose.

You steal my breath away!

Blustery Day

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