Once I was the wind.
I swayed in the trees.
My friends were in the air.
I pushed leaves and I blew flowers
and the flowers fell to the ground.
I heard birds chirping.
I pushed the wood chips on the playground
where the kids were playing
and I whistled by,
flying in the breeze.

by Ava, 1st grade
Writers in the Schools (WITS)

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