The wind in the willows
Sometimes soughs, sometimes billows
Hand in hand with dancing leaves
With sunlight and shadow it weaves
Woven in the summer heat
In fancy born, a mysterious treat
A kaleidoscope of dark and light
Played out in wonder and delight
Upon a screen of sun kissed skin
A moment lived without an end
A feeling born, a memory kept
That danced upon us as we slept