The Wind

When I woke up this morning I could hear the wind.  Sometimes the wind whispers softly but this morning it was shouting.  I thought it's saying winters coming.  Even though I was under the covers it made me feel cold.  I thought maybe it's blowing all the leaves out of my yard and off of this hill.  I was trying to look on the bright side.  I remember a poem from grade school about the wind.  "Who can see the wind, neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads the wind is passing by."  This morning the wind didn't seem to be passing by, it was just staying and whistling around the house like a banshee.  I got up and looked out my window and my yard was still full of leaves.  Oh well, that's the way life goes.