Playful Wind

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“Playful Wind,” Friend, Mar. 1985, inside front cover

Playful Wind

The rushing wind banged at my door

And called me out to play.

Then growing bolder than before,

He tossed my hat away.

I chased him flying down the street—

Or maybe he chased me,

For when I paused to catch my breath,

He flew past restlessly.