Yes, Wind, you win! I cannot take
your angry force of late.
You lift my roof, then SLAM it down
as if to vent your hate!
You win! You WIN! You flap the tin!
I will let you have your way!
I will take a break and let you make
your exit if I may.
ALRIGHT! You win!
I MUST give in!
We had but one day clear.
Then back you came, to taunt again, with lusty, laughing leer!
I gave up hope, it is hard to cope, when all you do is sneer!
But – I am not beat! I WON‘T retreat!
I WELCOME coming rain!
Next time, YOU call,
I am standing TALL!
And YOU’LL cause ME no pain!
Jo Pattison © 2019
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