I come in many shapes, sizes, and forms
And I always love to skip
I'm as quiet as a vacant forest
I am an unmoving tree
If you pick me up and hurl me, its the only time I'm free
I love the wind and rain
but really hate the snow
Because when it is falling, no one cares where I go.
Answer
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
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