No one can tell me,
Nobody knows,
Where the wind comes from,
Where the wind goes.
It’s flying from somewhere
As fast as it can,
I couldn’t keep up with it,
Not if I ran.
But if I stopped holding
The string of my kite,
It would blow with the wind
For a day and a night.
And then when I found it,
Wherever it blew,
I should know that the wind
Had been going there too.
So then I could tell them
Where the wind goes…
But where the wind comes from
Nobody knows.
By A. A. Milne
It’s not the first see here see here time I have seen this family and hopefully not the last time! It’s awesome to be coming back, seeing the boys growing and having fun together, and hmmm ….. expecting another baby in the Family! Totally makes my effort worthwhile. The photo gallery looks very impressive!! Thank You for having me and see You again;)
