The lonely wind sung melancholy.
A tone of such monotony.
And then a terrible switch.
The wind it started growling.
Like a low toned grizzly bear.
Nowhere near as vicious tho'.
The wind was fighting the trees.
Removing all their clothes.
The ******* on the pavements.
Once washed clean by the rain.
Was distributed once again.
Increasing in power.
Howling loudly.
An invisible wild animal stalked the streets.
The wind possessed a girl's name.
In this instance , its name was Gale.
And in the gutters lay soggy leaves,  they're much too wet to play.
The power of the wind.
Blinding the walker as she strolls along.
And the wind continues singing it's song.
(C) Livvi