The Boy Loved Windmills

The little boy loved windmills They always made him smile He spent his free time searching So he could study them awhile Clockwise they would go And it meant the day was fine Because this kid loved windmills He learned early to tell time Fascination with windmills Carried on through his days The fact he loved them so Was never just a faze And still he carries onward In the quest to find each one Cause snapping photos of windmills Brings him so much fun So now, folks when we see them The windmills John loves best We can appreciate every one Like a lover’s sweet caress!