The wind that cooled my brow,
Came from whence, I not know.
Was it yesterday or last week
When I felt its cool breeze.
Seems just a bother to surmise
The fickle fate of a breeze.
Just happy it cools me,
Regardless of whence it came.
Ships that sail have much need
Of a wind that fills their sails.
They know the origin and might
That wind can send their way.
Love ya!
Jane