I read this poem and it reminds me of Shy when we are outside playing on a windy day.
Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)
MY LITTLE MARCH GIRL
COME to the pane, draw the curtain apart,
There she is passing, the girl of my heart;
See where she walks like a queen in the street,
Weather-defying, calm, placid and sweet.
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