I saw you toss the kites on high <br />And blow the birds about the sky; <br />And all around I heard you pass, <br />Like ladies' skirts across the grass-- <br />O wind, a-blowing all day long, <br />O wind, that sings so loud a song! <br /> <br />I saw the different things you did, <br />But always you yourself you hid. <br />I felt you push, I heard you call, <br />I could not see yourself at all-- <br />O wind, a-blowing all day long, <br />O wind, that sings so loud a song! <br /> <br />O you that are so strong and cold, <br />O blower, are you young or old? <br />Are you a beast of field and tree, <br />Or just a stronger child than me? <br />O wind, a-blowing all day long, <br />O wind, that sings so loud a song!<br /><br />Robert Louis Stevenson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wind-4/
