

THE WEST WIND WHISPERS 75 



dancing in the little Wonderland cottage, I realise 

 that some of us are specially blessed, for we shall 

 never grow old. The West Wind keeps whispering 

 this to me all along the little winding country lane 

 as I speed home in the darkness, but for many hours 

 and even days after the tea-party I am still living 

 partly in the happy Land of M Let's Pretend." 



