Weather

Who Can See the Wind

Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I,

But when the leaves are dancing, the wind is passing by.

Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I,

But when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing through

And pruning off some branches and feeding the earth for you.

Little Wind

Little wind, little wind blowing through the trees

Little wind, little wind, I feel the gentle breeze.

Big wind, big wind flying kites so high.

Big wind, big wind gusting through the sky.

The Wind

As I feel the cool soft breeze rustling through my hair

I see the wind picking up leaves and tossing them in midair.

I see the wind bend the tops of the trees

And then I run for cover in my home,

And wish for that soft gentle breeze.

The Thermometer

The thermometer has a little red line,

That jumps right up when the weather is fine,

But when it’s cold as everyone knows,

Down to the little round bulb it goes.

It scrunches all up in a tight little ball,

As if it can’t stand the cold at all.

Then the weather begins to change, and

The little red line begins to climb again!