by Princess

Monday
The wind is steady today
So strong and true
It’s confident
About what to do.

Tuesday
Anger fills its breast
Its tail hits the ground
It begins to race in circles
Going around and around.

Wednesday
No wind rustles leaves
The dust stays still
The sun is hot
The empty wind doesn’t want to fill.

Thursday
It’s confusing, hard to understand
Recovery is extremely slow
There seems to be no will to live,
The wind will barely blow.

Friday
Now a light wind tickles trees
It leaps and twirls
Speeding by a merry-go-round
It slows for a few whirls.

Saturday
The air is so heavy
Depression is everything
The wind hums quietly
“How sad,” it seems to sing.

Sunday
Quickly now, run, dash, jump
No slow down, to fast
The wind is pulled by emotions
And soon confusion makes it hiss.

Monday
Strong gusts of wind push and pull
Carefree breezes laugh at a tree
Today is a great day
For the wind and me.

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