Read part 3 (from last week).

While other Yagotters spent lots of time counting,
This girl, Winnie Wisp, really didn’t like math.
While others used counting to rank their amounting,
This girl and her Whoosh walked a different path.

Their path meandered to the hills beyond town,
where nothing much happened, yet everything did,
A day in the hills was a verb, not a noun,
where sunbeam-dreams streamed, said hello and then hid.

They played hide-and-seek with the marmots and mice,
joined posses of daisies who shimmied and danced.
They came in all weather — whether cold, wet, or nice.
The world buzzed with life and these friends were entranced.

Read part 5.