THE WINDMILL

High atop a hillside green,
Stands the windmill, straight and tall;
Sometimes the wind, it blows so hard,
I wonder why it does not fall.

A lonely sentinel, standing guard,
Yet it had a job to do;
It's blades spun faster high on top
Depending on the winds that blew.

It pumps cool water from the ground;
To fill up a large holding tank.
Whenever there's need for water, then,
There's always the windmill to thank.

In the day you can see it rotating,
In the night, you can hear the sound,
Of the windmill pumping water,
To bring life to a dry parched ground.

For years it's stood upon the hill,
So many stories it could tell;
But it just keeps spinning quietly,
And doing its job very well.

Jay Cee ~~ ©

INDEX
Section II

"THE NIGHT"

"IN SEARCH OF .........."

"LOOKING BACK"

"FAVORITE AUNT"

"THE LILAC BUSH"

"A TRIBUTE TO MOTHERS"

"THE RISING OF THE PHOENIX"

"WATCHFUL EYES"

"THE WINDMILL"

"WHEN THE PETALS FALL FROM THE ROSE"

"THE SCARECROW"

"WHEN IT'S SPRINGTIME IN KENTUCKY"

"WARM HUGS AND TENDER KISSES"

"MAMA AND THE NET"

"THE AUTUMN OF OUR LIVES"

"OCTOBER'S ON THE WAY"

"TWO ROADS"

"WHIPPOORWILLS IN MAY"

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