The Howl Wind

The Howl Wind
by Winifred V. Jordan

I like to hear old Howl-wind blow,
When I am safe in bed, you know!
All in and out and round about,
As if most strong and very stout!

I like it when old Howl-wind sings
Of seas and islands, ships and things,
And whisters tales of foreign lands,
And pirate treasures deep in sands!

But I like best when Howl-wind climbs
Way up the sky, where he, sometimes,
Fills great, big clouds chock-full of snow,
And bangs them round and to and fro;

And then the snow comes tumbling down
On every hill and street in town;
And when I wake, you ought to see,
The splendid coasting made for me!