This poem will tell you

Where you always can find me


When a gentle wind blows

Thatís my hand on your face


When the tree give you shade

Thatís my sheltering embrace


When the sun gives you freckles

Thatís me tickling my boy


When the rain wets your hair

Those are my tears of joy


When the long grass enfolds you

Thatís me holding you tight


When the whippoorwill sing

Thatís me whispering goodnight