• Mischevious and free
    The wind I wish to be
    To disconnect a leaf
    From an ever grounded tree

    To swoop beneath its greenery
    And up and up we fly
    Dancing ever higher
    To a bluer, brighter sky
    Although a breeze may fade away
    The wind will never die

    Harken here, my little leaf
    I beg of you to know
    With me the wind, and you the leaf
    You will never be alone