Wind I gave the wind a hug today as I walked down the road. hugged back and kisses my cheeks and walked along beside me. I ask the wind "How is the world?" She replys "I grow tired of holding the bombs of warfare." Later as I sing to the birds, she hugs me affectionately. "I will send your song to the broken families." Then when I lie my head down to rest, she kisses my head. "I will sing you a lullaby of trees and sky" And I smile, because the wind is my friend.