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The Wind

Rachel Lyman Field

Be very polite to the Wind, my child,

For the Wind' s a fellow both wise and wild.

A tramp, he travels from town to town

With his bag of tricks, like a circus clown.

He never rests; he never tires;

He blows on grass blades and gildedspires,

On tasseled corn and fields of wheat,

And the skirts of the farmer' s wife so neat.

If you chance to meet him, always say,

“Wind, are you feeling well today? ”

And be sure you lift the cap from your head,

Or the Wind may do it himself, instead!