Author Adeline White The south-west wind is blowing, A red fox hurries by; A lake of silver water Reflects a rainbow sky! The morning sun is shining Upon the golden corn; An early blackbird wakens And sings to greet the dawn! Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 4 (3 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments