Hello everyone. This is my first well and I am going to do a poem readingthe wind, Moon and the Moon by George McDonald. Said the wind to the moon I will blow you out. You stare in the air like a ghost in a chair always looking what I am about I hate to be watched. I'll blow you out. The wind blew hard and out when the moon so deep on a heap of clouds to sleep down lay the wind and slumbered soon muttering low I've done for
