Twirling Day

Ahhhhh
the wind plays with my hair while she whispers and shouts
sometimes pulling
sometimes pushing
"Play with me," she entices.
"Spin, twirl, lift off!" 
(Did I tell you that once I actually did fly?)
The trees are already dancing with such fervor they are casting aside their attire!
why not? 
arms out. smile on. 
Go!
Twirl! Spin! Fly!