not whistling softly along,
the Chime had forgotten
her usual sweet song.
She screamed and banged,
“What a bully, the Wind has been!,
pushing me to an angry dance! “
The Sun heard her complaining,
and finally peeped out,
from behind his grey-white
blanket of cloud.
The Sun heard her complaining,
and finally peeped out,
from behind his grey-white
blanket of cloud.
Impassioned Wind was calmed,
till he promised to become a breeze,
till he promised to become a breeze,
Candid blue sky in the background
with golden rays strumming through it,
together they are now singing,
their good ol 'Wind-Chime duet.
with golden rays strumming through it,
together they are now singing,
their good ol 'Wind-Chime duet.
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