[ this is in response to a post by Jeff Danziger, back in Oct '07 ]
"There's a star in the wind and the wind winds high...."
I agree. Porky's gentle song is lovely and poignant. Virtually all of Kelly's writings had at least a hint of humor or satire, but not that perfect little poem. It is soft and simple, as fragile as an April wildflower, and there is only wistful longing. I had not realized that it was written for a daughter who had died very young.