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There is a wind that blow over summer day,
And the clouds go chasing, chasing.
There is a wind that blow over wintry way,
And the rain come racing ,racing.
There is a wind that blow over midnight hours,
And the stars keep blinking, blinking.
There is a wind that blow over morning flowers,
And the dew lies winking, winking.
There is a wind that blow over city mills,
And the smokes go hurrying after.
There is a wind that blow over grassy hills,
And the children dance to its laughter.
by Isabel M. Laird
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