I'm clear, but I would make a terrible window. I'm within glasses, but I don't help you see. I'm cold, but you usually don't warm me up. I'm sometimes sticky and sometimes slippery.

At night I'm in your garden, or sneaking through the street. It's best you don't surprise me if ever we should meet. I may look unassuming when at first you cross my path, but if you don't take heed you're gonna need to take a bath.

Kids cheer for my arrival, while their parents often frown. I'm pretty but can be deadly when I'm really falling down.

I like to whistle and fly a kite, but sometimes I might howl and bite. I like to spin, I like to sail; I'll dance in the sunshine, rain, or hail.

When I see you on the shore, I'll give a friendly wave. But don't think I won't drive you mad when I wax instead of shave. I'll linger for a few weeks then ghost without a trace. But waltz right back into your life with sun shining on my face.