Sure! Here's a short English poem for you:

The Whispering Wind

The wind whispers softly through the trees,

A melody carried on the breeze.

It dances and swirls with a gentle grace,

Painting the world in its fleeting trace.

Leaves rustle and sway in its tender hold,

Stories untold in colors so bold.

Each gust carries secrets from lands afar,

Of mountains high and oceans near ajar.

It touches the earth with a silent care,

Whispering dreams to those who dare.

To dream beyond what the eye can see,

And find their own symphony.

Through fields of gold and meadows wide,

The wind roams free, its journey defied.

It sings to the stars as they light the night,

Guiding lost souls toward the dawn's first light.

Oh, whispering wind, so wild and free,

Teach us to dance as wildly as thee.

For life is but a fleeting tune,

Best played when we're in harmony with the moon.

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I hope you enjoy it! Let me know if you'd like any adjustments or another piece.