Flights of Fancy
Explosive as the daylight and with the dust I tease,
I whisper through the willows, wreak havoc with the leaves.
You feel me on your face, and hear me in the night,
And with my lonely mournful cries I give you such a fright .
I dance across the landscape, carefree and full of gust,
You can chase me all around, try and catch me if you must .
And in the cold of winter I give you such a chill,
But with the spring I race young foals swiftly up the hills.
The clues now spoken you have my friend, have you guessed me yet ?
Hint:I dry the teardrops from children's eyes and chase away the storm cloudy skies.
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