Question

Imagine that you going for walk in fresh snow. suddenly you realize you'er not leaving footprint.

Answer 1

Explanation:

No one can tell me,

Nobody knows,

Where the wind comes from,

Where the wind goes.

It's flying from somewhere

As fast as it can,

I couldn't keep up with it,

Not if I ran.

But if I stopped holding

The string of my kite,

It would blow with the wind

For a day and a night.

And then when I found it,

Wherever it blew,

I should know that the wind

Had been going there too.

So then I could tell them

Where the wind goes...

But where the wind comes from

Nobody knows. ********************** The second poem is by Emily Dickinson, a 19th Century American poet. ********************** The Wind begun to rock the Grass The Wind begun to rock the Grass

With threatening Tunes and low,

He flung a Menace at the Earth,

A Menace at the Sky.

The Leaves unhooked themselves from Trees

And started all abroad;

The Dust did scoop itself like Hands

And throw away the Road.

The Wagons quickened on the Streets,

The Thunder hurried slow;

The Lightning showed a Yellow Beak,

And then a livid Claw.

The Birds put up the Bars to Nests,

The Cattle fled to Barns;

There came one drop of Giant Rain,

And then, as if the Hands

That held the Dams had parted hold,

The Waters Wrecked the Sky,

But overlooked my Father’s House,

Just quartering a Tree.

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