SEPTEMBER 



THE WIND 



shakes rattles autumn 

 somewhere 



Shepherd Wind has great 

 fun these days. 



He blows the seeds 



away. 



He makes the leaves 

 fall. 



He shakes the ap- 

 ples from the trees. 

 He takes the hats 

 right off the heads of 

 little children. 



He turns umbrellas 

 inside out. 



He blows dust 

 into our eyes. 



He rattles the 

 ' windows and doors. 

 At night he is tired. 

 He stops his play. 



I wonder where he 

 sleeps. 



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