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When the Wind Blows by iAn Stephens When the wind blows It goes up my nose Crinkles my toes Drives away my foes Wafts away my woes Wonder where else it goes? Up and down rows Watching a farmer as he hoes Seeing lawns that no one mows Cars that a truck tows All the good Joes Playing with yo-yos Then who knows - God knows And sees who sows When the wind blows |
Please contact iAn Stephens at "ian@hellofather.co.za" to request permission to use this poem.