Walking along on this windy day ,
Wonder what mischief the wind is about to play.
The powerful breeze blows my hair on to my eye,
I try hard to push them ,to look up at the blue sky.
My skirt is blowing up ,I sigh!
My scarf is also flying so high .
My hands get busy keeping them in place ,
As i try hard to walk along with full grace .
I can now sense a sand storm ahead ,
The cars have slowed as they dread ,
The sand mountains in sight seem to erode ,
Waves of sand are now riding on the road .
The wrappers thrown on the wayside ,
Are drifting with the wind and seem to glide .
Hardly a day to be on a walk,
My footsteps quicken towards my house block .
The wind and the sand are dancing together,
Making merry in this chilly weather .
Care free and happy they embrace and make love,
Singing the glory of the almighty above .
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