//Evening wind// //Poem in caption// Oh wind of evening time thy lips much more happy today, slaying that greeeny blades Like broom in hand of women thy clean tis coure Where walking steps are all busy fro back Wade's Thy bring a happy smiles to huge of trunks Make then like dancing legs with blissful bents Not only tis thou pierce welcome music beats Within the ache of heart and ply Mozart songs
