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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360176" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Beach Comber</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360176" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In the old days I turned your windmills to make your flour, <br>now I turn them and give you some of my power.<br>Sweeping across the sand, soil and stone, <br>anger me and I may shake your home, <br>in hurricanes and tornados I show my might, <br>as lightning brightens up the night, <br>I kiss the clouds and they cry their tears.<br>Through the dales I call my name but no one hears, <br>down your chimney I whistle my tune, <br>blowing your papers around the room, <br>sometimes I am cold, creating a drafty chill, <br>by creeping under your door or cracks in the windowsill.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=360176" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In the sky I do walk, whisper and whirl, <br>even if my path does twist, turn and twirl.<br>I am stirring the air, blowing free, <br>so why do you always see me as an enemy, <br>I know I can howl like a freak, <br>but I can also softly brush your cheek, <br>I may seem so alive and I can almost die, <br>yet I always push the clouds through the sky.<br>I follow you on holiday, giving you salty sea air to taste, <br>and whip your hair wildly across your face, <br>the mighty oceans, rock and roll, I do teach, <br>so their waves slowly lap and comb the beach.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Dale+Mullock">Dale Mullock</a></strong></div>