The Howling Wind

There's a wild & ragged Wind raging outside my house. I hear him howling outside my window.
   He reminds me of how summer has basically ended & that autumn is only days away. He's trying to shout to me to wrap up well for the coming months; that winter will be cold this year.
   The Wind is telling me that I better stay in doors & learn to study this year for school. Otherwise, He'll send me flying back inside with one powerful gust. I hear the flap, in which the post comes in, in the front door, banging as he shows his strength.
   He rages outside, finally free for the cool months of autumn & winter. He's ready to fly kites & play with light 5 year olds, their jackets held high above their heads, like sails.
   Yet, he will often be destructive over the coming months, tearing down branches & throwing around kids toys, left outside in the cold winter's nights. In the mornings, people will pickup & straighten deckchairs. Only to be tossed around the next night he maybe furious.
   Strangely, I feel comforted by the howling Wind outside. He's a reminder of Christmas & nights curled up by the fire with my family. He makes me think about how I'll be gone away this year, visiting my aunt & uncle in Colorado.

   He, the Wind, makes me think about late nights, tucked up in bed, just like this one. <3