Too Cold for Spring- and Extremely Windy

Whoosh! Roar! Weeee!-- the wind begins to blow,
Louder and louder-
Faster and faster;
What a windy day!
I’m so small,
I feel like I could topple over-
Like a tree caught in a storm.

Whoosh! Roar! Weee!--- the snapping of limbs-
And branches,
Tells me there’s a bad storm coming.
I better go inside;
To the smell of cookies baking,
And the sound of Mom calling-
“Where have you been?”

Whoosh! Roar! Weee! Now, I’m inside-
Nice and warm,
Out of the dangerous weather.
Inside with people I love,
I feel safe-
And happy-
Out of the elements.